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Work made for the Exhibition at * THE EDGE * Art Gallery: "All the colors of Monochrome" - February 2019, open till March 23rd
THE EDGE Art Gallery
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Cat Stevens - Wild World
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Taken at "David Rumsey Maps 2 MUSEUM - HISTORY- CARTOGRAPHY - MAP"
I love the look of old maps, charts and documents — they were produced with so much more artistry and love than their modern counterparts. Cartography has become a highly technical, standardised and accurate science but has lost the romance and mystery of the maps of old — here be dragons!
A tiny piece of my back yard. Taken with an old Canon 10D DSLR and an even older (vintage) Canon FD 55mm f1.2 lens.
This is a photo of the shadows of branches on the peeling paint of a dilapidated old cart that has been abandoned in the woods. The image reminds me of an old 16th century cartography map.
A QUESTION OF CARTOGRAPHY
The map is not the territory – Alfred Korzybski
My atlas of past journeys –
Boundaries that flesh former worlds –
Charts no course nor maps relief
On the outskirts of passage
Through the terra incognita
Between solitude and side-by-side.
Bereft of nouns,
Proper or possessive,
The uncompassed direction of my heart
Rhumbs into that dark distance.
As I unfold the map of my sleeps
I trip over landmarks,
Take long walks around the question
And the shoreline
Of your feet.
DH
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i drew a map of me, with all the roads that run into each other and the empty oceans and the too-high mountains, the dark caves and the dense forests and the snowy tundra. it was of me, all the paradoxical elements that make up who i am
it's extremely cold in maine
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honestly what the fuck is with the explores, guys.
8th consecutive explore
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With Cartography Equipment, as he looks out over Whitby Harbour...
Famous for his voyages in the Pacific Ocean and his accurate mapping of it, as well as for his application of scientific methods to exploration. James Cook was born in Yorkshire on Oct. 27, 1728,
Born in Marton, Middlesbrough. He became widely renowned after he made three voyages to the Pacific Ocean, his efforts still being recognised today. (Wiki)
Relic from the "analogue time", triangulation point on the Bachtel Hill, for the national Swiss cartography! In today's GPS era, it probably is not in use, anymore.
Relikt aus der "Analogzeit", Triangulationspunkt auf dem Bachtel, für die nationale Schweizer Kartographie! In der heutigen GPS-Ära ist er wahrscheinlich nicht mehr im Einsatz.
• Cartographic Map Cowry
Scientific classification
Superdomain: Neomura
Domain: Eukaryota
(unranked): Opisthokonta
(unranked) Holozoa
(unranked) Filozoa
Kingdom: Animalia
Subkingdom: Eumetazoa
(unranked): Bilateria
(unranked): Protostomia
Superphylum: Lophotrochozoa
Phylum: Mollusca
Subphylum: Conchifera
Class: Gastropoda
Subclass: Orthogastropoda
Order: Littorinimorpha
Superfamily: Cypraeoidea
Family: Cypraeidae
Genus: Leporicypraea
Species: L. geographica
Subspecies: L. geographica geographica
70mm
Racha Islands, Phuket, Thailand
From my collection
Dear Journal,
I feel the time has come to shed some light onto the exact nature of my perilous quest.
The sought and found item in question is a 24-carat white gold tablet, 10x10" in length, with many complex wordings and symbols engraved on it, adorned in the center with a warlike mask - perhaps some great hero of the past.
After several day's worth of examination and several trips to the library, I concluded my previous suspicions as to its purpose were justified. It is, in fact, an ancient map which hopefully will lead me to the greatest archaeological find in our history... the lost city of Eusebia.
However, dear Journal, I mustn't continue without further explanation.
Cartography in the Isles of Aura is an exceedingly complex process. I will summarize the basics for you. Since about 2,300 years ago, all navigation has been based solely upon the stars. With a few year's training (and a heap of various advanced equipment for extra precision), you can find any place in our known world, regardless of height or depth. It is said that "One can never be lost if he is at home among the stars."
Fortunately, I have spent much of my life in these skies and and know these heavens well. It wasn't always like this...
Before 2,500 years ago, most historians agree that Aura was one massive continent floating wherever it pleased. And at some point, for reasons unknown, this great land mass broke apart and scattered across the known world. And this, journal, is where my problems really begin to stack up. For starters, Aura is incredibly difficult to map. It is a turbulent and ever-changing land and all charts must be revised every 50 years or so. This would be no problem if the map I have found calls upon the stars. However - it does not. it is based solely upon a series of complex landmarks and the distances and directions between them!
What's worse is that all charts on record are simply not old enough to correspond with the age of this artifact. And these distances it describes are too large to be anything but the now-extinct, afore-mentioned "Super-island".
On a side note: the start of the map is a capital city of an ancient civilization named Arravia that dominated Aura for centuries just before the great divide. This map is essentially a trade route from Arravia to Eusebia.
In conclusion, dear journal, this is my dilemma. The beginning of this trade route has long since disappeared with no accurate ways of finding it or any other of these dozen or so long-extinct landmarks and therefore the end (which is the Eusebia) is impossible to find.
But - there is one small chance. If I can find one of these landmarks and if it is in geological stasis, finding the rest of these landmarks would be child's play just by using the stars. Until one of these landmarks is discovered, this map is useless.
So... I shall write down these coordinates and donate this piece to the library of Alabastro for safekeeping!
There is now nothing I can do but continue my quest and hope to find unlikely favor in my search.
Signed,
Zenas Abbington
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My son's bedroom in our 1928 Dutch colonial.
I purchased this map mural in 1991 for $59.95 from Environmental Graphics. But I see they want $150 for it now! Wow. I wonder why the huge price increase. I also found this for $120. Search "World Map Wall Mural" on eBay too.
There are many wall mural versions of maps; this map is published by National Geographic. The size is 13 ' x 8' 8" and it comes in eight panels (four top, four bottom). You can make the map "start" and "end" on any continent you want for placement purposes. It also shows flight paths and distances.
If you read the note near the window on the right (yes, where it's peeling), you can see that I matched a couple of the blue colors from the map at a paint store and used those two colors for the rest of the wall color. The two colors are rag-rolled together (passé, but it works nicely given the different ocean colors). The left edge of the mural is behind the desk just beneath the left window.
When I first saw this map being used as wallpaper, I was in love. What a great way to introduce my little ones (at the time) to my love of geography and cartography! Now they're teenagers and the mural has held up nicely. The colors are great and it's absolutely the type of graphic I love--great images with typography.
I've seen it used in a small half-bath/powder room; an upstairs attic on the ceiling and all the walls and of course in childrens' rooms.
Portrait of Polar Explorer and Historian of Cartography Adolf Erik Nordenskiöld (1832 - 1901). My restoration and colorization of an early 1880s image by Benque & Klary (33. Rue Boissy d`Anglas Paris) in the Finnish Heritage Agency archive.
"Nils Adolf Erik Nordenskiöld (18 November 1832, Helsinki, Finland – 12 August 1901, Dalbyö in Södermanland, Sweden) was a Finland-Swedish aristocrat, geologist, mineralogist and Arctic explorer. He was a member of the Fenno-Swedish Nordenskiöld family of scientists and held the title of a friherre (baron).
Born in the Grand Duchy of Finland at the time it was a part of the Russian Empire, he was later, due to his political activity, forced to move to Sweden, where he later became a member of the Parliament of Sweden and of the Swedish Academy. He led the Vega Expedition along the northern coast of Eurasia in 1878–1879. This was the first complete crossing of the Northeast Passage. Initially a troubled enterprise, the successful expedition is considered to be among the highest achievements in the history of Swedish science." --
"As an explorer, Nordenskiöld was interested in the history of Arctic exploration, especially as evidenced in old maps. This interest in turn led him to collect and systematically study early maps. He wrote two substantial monographs, which both included many facsimiles, on early printed atlases and geographical mapping and medieval marine charts, respectively the Facsimile-Atlas to the Early History of Cartography (1889)[7] and Periplus (1897).[8]
He left his huge personal collection of early maps to the University of Helsinki, and it was inscribed on UNESCO's Memory of the World Register in 1997." --
(Wikipedia)
Here is my first attempt at LEGO cartography – a 3D relief map of Scotland in LEGO form!
The map is based on Ordnance Survey open data, in this case their Terrain 50 DEM. To be honest, this DEM is total overkill for a model of this resolution, however I wanted to use it so that I can create more detailed maps in the future and don’t have to go about processing loads of new data.
So the workflow for this model is as follows:
The DEM was originally processed in QGIS, which for those who don’t know, is a powerful piece of open source GIS software. The output from this was a high-res PNG, with a discreet colour ramp using the RGB codes for official LEGO colours. The PNG was then input into a piece of software called Brickaizer, which was used to create a LEGO mosaic pattern of the image. The use of official LEGO colours in the PNG meant that creating an accurate pattern required a lot less tinkering during this stage of the process. The output for this is an Excel sheet which provides a parts list and pattern to be recreated in LEGO. The problem with this of course is that the pattern it creates is only one layer, and my map needed to be 3D. This meant an additional step was needed, so used the pattern to build a 3D model in Stud.io. I chose Stud.io because its integration with Bricklink meant ordering parts was a breeze. The final part was of course building it in real LEGO!
I also commissioned the creation of custom printed parts to set out things such as Longitude / Latitude, the legend, scale bar and copyright statement. This work was carried out by United Bricks, who are based in Castle Douglas. They did a great job!
Finally, the model was framed for hanging by We Frame It in Inverness.
If there were a poetry where this could happen
not as blank space or as words
stretched like skin over meanings of a night through which two people
have talked till dawn
—Adrienne Rich
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Prairie Ghazal
Emptiness looks like this: a bleached skeleton
of earth and sky, a black backbone of road.
The wind unfastens songs caught in the barbed
wire fence, gives the earth no home.
The loneliness that haunts you is of abandoned farms,
carcass husks, a child walking into the dark.
Your body is a sweet vocabulary I discover
one syllable at a time...bunchgrass, buck brush, bullrushes.
There is joy in the grace notes of the meadowlark,
the triumphant shoots of barley, this wild cartography of longing.
- Rosemary Griebel
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWpERZAIy3E
textures: Flyedges and Tim Jones. Thank you!
I love maps (and cartography) and these days I love scanning them to find possible photographic locations. I noticed that a kilometre or two from us, there were some sections of Cabbage Tree Creek in suburban Deagon, Brisbane that were accessible and yet we have never seen. Google earth is great for this too. This section here is a little upstream from the creek's mouth at Shorncliffe, spot of regular photos, but still deep enough for pleasure craft and back yard moorings.
While it was a delightful spot, we knew this idyllic scene hid a dark recent past caused when it flooded terribly in early 2022. We have some dear friends who live a bit upstream from this near the confluence of it and another small creek but who were dreadfully flooded in that event, copping water from both the creeks and also a hill in front of their place. The water was deep in their home, but to add insult to injury, their well known insurance company went into meltdown and treated them shamefully.
The physical recovery took a year but the emotional scars have remained and I don't blame them.
This sort of horrific event that so many experienced at the time should never have been compounded by insurance companies trying to weasel out of their responsibilities. It's pathetic.
In a couple of days, our friends are moving and starting a new life, not so far away in distance, a bit further in our hearts, but a long way from raging flood waters and pathetic insurers.
We haven't seen much of them lately, wanting to let them go through the trauma of selling and packing up in their own time. Thankfully, they are still not too far away and we wish them, from the bottom of our hearts a smooth transition and time to really relax. Love ya, Clive and Inge, enjoy the move, settle in and breathe in peace again.
Here's a little song of hope to be going on with and thanks for the love!
"Cartographic Grids" - Artist: Juan Geuer
Visiting the Ottawa Art Gallery this weekend (entrance is free by the way - how fabulous is that!?) I was struck by the stark sense of calm that this particular exhibit evoked. White on white, barely visible grid lines on mylar paper, clean white walls, and a linear bench. To me it was sheer beauty.
Today, as I look out the window from my desk, I see a similar white space, only this time it is the sheer quantity of snow that is falling, masking the external surroundings... Oh spring, please come soon :)
From the exhibit description:
“Scribing on white mylar.
Collection of the Ottawa Art Gallery.: Gift of Els Geuer-Vermeij, 2013
Juan Geuer created his Cartographic Grids between 1975 and 2003. Influenced by geophysical maps, these ethereal works were delicately scribed into Mylar by the artist’s hand. Situated at the threshold between philosophy and geography, they play with our perception and our assumptions about maps as we question what exactly they are measuring (C. Langill, “A Luminous Precision,” 2019).”
Source: Ottawa Art Gallery, 2019
From a thousand meters above the fjord, the world unfurls in layers — contours of shadow and suggestion, mountains dissolving into one another like ink bleeding into damp paper. Early September in Lofoten holds the atmosphere in a delicate tension, a place where the boundaries between elements thin out, as if the world itself is hesitant to commit to a single form.
Light spills through fractures in the sky — not boldly, but with the cautious grace of something rare and fleeting. It touches the fjord’s surface briefly, etching veins of molten silver onto the water’s skin before retreating. Below, the fjord absorbs this transient glow, cradling it gently before folding it back into the blue, the gray, the deepening dusk.
Clouds hover, dense and restless, their bellies full of withheld rain. They billow and scatter, then gather again, like thoughts just beyond the edge of articulation. Thunder waits somewhere behind the ridges, its presence more felt than heard, a low pressure pushing against the back of your mind. Curtains of rain descend in delicate vertical strokes, erasing and redrawing the peaks in a rhythm too subtle to measure.
The mountains stand there, neither resisting nor yielding — outlines of an ancient geometry, their edges smudged by mist and movement. They are not guardians, not sentinels, but something more elusive: participants in an exchange of light and shadow, stillness and upheaval. Their faces are not worn; they are perpetually rewritten by rain, wind, and the brief caress of sun.
And you, standing within this shifting cartography of light, feel like an afterthought — a presence so small it barely registers. There is no narrative here, only a slow, ceaseless negotiation between the elements. The fjord does not shimmer for you; the sky does not rage at you. They exist in a dialogue older and deeper than perception, a dialogue that pauses now and then to let the sun slip through, to let the rain speak in hushed syllables.
As the storm rolls in, the light’s retreat feels neither victory nor defeat. It is simply the next movement in this symphony of becoming — a reminder that the world is never static. The beauty is not in the sun or the rain, but in the trembling edge where they meet, hesitate, and move on.
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In this place where light hesitates and shadows breathe, there lies a world seen through eyes attuned to the fleeting — where each moment is a delicate revelation.
To explore more of these shifting landscapes, where images and words weave together to unveil the subtle conversations of nature, follow the path to the artist and writer’s sanctuary at www.coronaviking.com. Here, each frame and each phrase offer a quiet invitation to witness, to wonder, and to wander.
Part five of a collab with several other BoBS leaders.
To my esteemed cousin, Henrique Navarrez, First Mate of the EMS Gallant
Dear cousin,
I write this with eyes sore and bleary from copying, and truly, I am tempted to envy you your free and active life on the high seas. I am here penned up in a tiny academy, learning the rudiments of the science of cartography, and in my spare time doing a bit of copyist work, in return for which I bed and board gratis. The life of an academician may be a secure one, but I dearly wish that my parents will one day repent themselves of their decision and allow me to join the army - else I shall be sorely tempted to follow your example and run off to Eslandola. If I could be sure of your luck, I would do it at once.
But enough of that - I have enclosed a journal - a copy I myself have made - of the travels of a certain Father Tholeau, which I think may be of interest. See that you use it wisely however, for in fact I do not think sending it to you is quite what the academy master had in mind when he sent me with it to the copyists' room. Nevertheless, knowing your interest in anything that partakes of the marvelous, I have enclosed the copy and am sending it to you by a safe hand. May the winds always be in your sails, good cousin, and God bless you!
Signed,
Sebastian Navarrez.
I walked into the Cartography Room at the Museum of the Americas in Madrid and felt I had come into a magic universe. Two globes seemed to float in the dim light. I walked towards the glass cases, went around, kneeled and took this picture. My heart was full of emotion for the knowledge that in the past academics like me were trying to make sense of our unfathomable surroundings and theorizing to figure out the unknown.