Monday, February 1, 2010

The Shape of Memory

Our body has its own memory of pattern and design.

This morning, a woman at the YWCA told me she's housesitting in the neighborhood she grew up in.

"When the sun comes in the house at a certain angle, I'm nine years old again," she said.

This is what my project on the starship and the museum is about:
the light and the shadows, the angles and the curves--in physical 3- and 4-D, as well as in the imagination--of my life and my culture.

Because that is such a wide-open search, I'm casting my net wide. Today I e-mailed a couple designers I know from my days at the art college.
Both agreed to meet with me.

One recommended I read An Introduction to Design and Culture, by Penny Sparke.
I just put in an interlibrary loan request.

Sparke also wrote The Plastics Age (left).
I had a moment of panic thinking people have already answered all my questions and there's no point in my asking them all over again.
Then I thought, the point is that I am asking them from where I stand, here in this––my––body.