July 6, 2008
Scene from an Imaginary Road Film

Fourth night: Navigating. How to lie with maps. July 6, 2008.
(Fourth in a series. To be continued, depending on the allure of the cartographic fiction.)
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It doesn’t look like there’s far to go. A few inches, more or less.
That’s how it appeared at first. Then I kept driving and driving . . . . I think I’m chasing one of those mirages or fata morganas. Last night it was that St. Elmo’s fire.
Reckon that’s what you get when you set out on an imaginary road trip.
in the 14thC the king of Aragon commissioned from the cartographer Abraham Cresque Le Juif, an atlas: The Catalan Atlas. This atlas left unknown parts of the earth blank and the blankness was labelled simply terra incognita. It was a challenge to any mariner who unfurled the chart
imaginary catalan atlas
o i know me and them bloody boats again… what can i do
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