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The Geography
An Endless, Non-linear Orchestration
In order to display the duality of
The Geography
how something endless becomes something finite
by recording moments from an endless source
into arbitrarily measured segments,
fragments, moments, songs, ideas,
conversations, translations, meals,
snacks, vessels, pockets, dances, whispers, concepts:
"Black and white
Wooden floor boards
The smell of the rain"
- Geographer Ernst Grucken
"There were strings of cloth flags, and under each one a kind of elf-like creature holding baskets of chocolate cicadas."
- Geographer Oenthol Gritch
"It was strawberry season and I still couldn't get her off my mind. The orchard tickets. The altercation at the mining conference. The beach covered in pink mist."
- Geographer Rolm Sumner
"After we were separated at the swamp exhibit, she caught me looking for her by the pile of red sand. I caught her looking for me near the sealed-behind-glass copy of Casabella Magazine."
- Geographer Utem Roome
"I asked the Sherrif if they had heard about the accident at Sunflower Mill. The Sheriff just looked at me and smiled, and then they said,
"it is a beautiful day, and that is all that I know."
I left them with a basket of blue corn husks and my hiking permit."
- Geographer Basilicata Joheptãs
"On my second stay, I looked out of my apartment window. I was in a totally different part of the city. But just like last time, there was a flickering light in an outdoor stairwell of the apartment block just down the way. An ominous sort of flicker, uneven, erratic, an intentional malfunction, somewhat human. I have come to the conclusion and am quite convinced that a very polite spirit is following me, and is very interested in my presence in it's city. If I stare too long at the light,
I start to feel like I'm intruding on something."
- Geographer Enio Montgrapa Vilafrento Bogrula de Upi
"It was a delicacy. The cook, who I eventually came to know by name, prepared the dish every night for locals and tourists alike. I would pass him nightly on my way back from the dig site, and every night he would smile, almost preemptively. It was as if he had a mirror somewhere pointed at the street from an impossible angle. As soon as I came into sight he would lift his head, smile and nod. His name was Rolm Sumner, a retired Geographer. Very famous, but perhaps not in the east."
- Geographer Etna Tottiyk
"Take a long walk somewhere to where the air is thin, exhaust yourself, breathe deeply and with high frequency. Nature and altitude have a way of cleansing the circus of a complex thought."
- Geographer Unaio Osazu
"If it wasn't for Erol Beechum, there would be no Ernst Grucken, and without the both of them, there would never have been cause to build the suspension bridge between Kakoshima and Tenji City. For geographers, the pass through the mountain range, and the surveying techniques that came from it's construction, defined modern geography for many of us."
- Geographer Mandy Osha Beechum-Redberry
"She lived in Nara, in Japan, and smoked American cigarettes. Lucky Strikes. She wore a perfume made from white and pink plum blossoms, a scent custom crafted by Izåbël Töūrilöú. She never did approve of the happenings within the inner circle of the league of geographers, and she was right to protest. To erase a mountain and a valley from official maps was a crime, and she made the culprits known.
She brought them to justice."
- Geographer Rolm Sumner.
"The tenants in 503 got back late most nights, after about 1am. The ladies in 401 smoke in their room, even though they're not supposed to. It always smells like smoke in the hall just outside their door. The woman in 404 has a small child. A baby. I hear it cry sometimes but I don't mind. Sometimes the elevator is already moving when I walk up to it, and when it opens on my floor, it's always empty."
- Geographer Enio Montgrapa Vilafrento Bogrula de Upi
"As soon as I came into sight, every person along the market street turned and locked their gazes onto me. My presence was clearly felt immediately. People sorting vegetables two blocks down, frozen in place. Eyes wide, right on mine. Everyone. I kept walking. I had to. I had Beechum's maps in my briefcase. For a little while, I was sure someone was tailing me, but I lost them at the subway station."
- Geographer Utem Roome
"I followed the cat from the river, past the gallery and up into the high rise building with all the restaurants. The cat's name was Mister Microwave and he was Izåbël Töūrilöú's cat. I would recongnise that attitude from the moon. What was concerning was that Izåbël Töūrilöú had been missing for months, and Mister Microwave was supposed to be in New Mexico."
- Geographer Etna Tottiyk
"The foreman wouldn't give me a straight answer. Kept mumbling something about being over-worked and under paid. So I asked the Sheriff if he had any idea where the two detectives went. He just smiled that same smile and said; "We feel many things in this life, and one should never be ashamed for feeling. It is a most important thing to trust yourself with the feelings that you have, and let them be felt, fully." The Sheriff had been bedazzled by something. But even when I snuck into the mill, there wasn't a stray seed to be found. Everything was running like clockwork."
- Geographer Basilicata Joheptãs
"It's remarkable how something strange on a quiet night can really make your mind unravel in the strangest ways. For me, it was the girl on the park swing, just around midnight. She was knitting a scarf and when our eyes met, she looked at me with such offended fury, it was as if I, a complete stranger,
had just walked into her living room."
- Geographer Ernst Grucken
"She would describe her dreams to me, say, something like 'it started to rain one day and it never stopped. The rain filled everything, until the mountains grew coral.' Her dreams would feel like they were months long, she would say. She would have visions of great gusts of wind bringing colourful waves of flower petals cascading through the dunes of red sanded deserts."
- Geographer Rolm Sumner
"I caught a glimpse of legs disappearing into the canopy of a tree. At first I wasn't sure, but a few stray leaves fell to the ground from the darkness in the branches, the slightest sound of rustling, and a feint crunch, like soft celery between teeth beckoned me. So I walked closer and looking up I saw, there amongst the canopy, five businessmen-looking types crouched among the branches. They looked just as surprised as I did."
- Geographer Oenthol Gritch
"They really only wanted Beechum, so, eventually, they just let the rest of us go. But things were already pretty strange for us before then. Waking up in different beds to the ones we had fallen asleep in, walking into one building and out another, somewhere half way across the world. It was hard to tell if someone was following you down a street, or it was just your shadow being spontaneous."
- Geographer Utem Roome
"There was a tree at the top of the mountain and Osazu said it was called 'The World's Eyelash.' When I questioned her in a "The World's Eyelash?!" kind of way, she simply said "Well, they've got to be somewhere, don't they?""
- Geographer Enio Montgrapa Vilafrento Bogrula de Upi
"Laughter in the night isn't like laughter during the day. Light creates a field of noise, especially when it's from the sun. Laughter at night is clear as a visible face; you can hear a genuine laugh as if it were a genuine face wearing a genuine smile staring right at you."
- Geographer Unaio Osazu
"She found a quiet place to live. A pin drop heard for miles sort of place, and people could be found walking, or riding their bikes, well into the witching hours. It is calm, and it is tranquil. But most of all, it is very safe. "Everywhere you don't look is somewhere it might be!" She would say. It was a kind of mantra, and was useful when you had lost your keys or your field journal or something."
- Geographer Rolm Sumner
"When you're a geographer, the kind of geographer that I am, that we all were, your attachment to things gets all mixed up. Every flickering light I saw was somehow like a friendly face. A good piece of art was a hearty meal.
A mountain was a song, a river; a film reel."
- Geographer Rolm Sumner
"Töūrilöú was never officially a geographer. She was an artist, a gallery owner, a perfumer, lion tamer, a master of antiques and rarities, and a fine cartographer,
but never officially a geographer by the office's standards."
- Geographer Etna Tottiyk
"The day Sumner and Osazu were supposed to meet, the lines got crossed. A miscommunication. Osazu ended up on a hospital roof holding a white armadillo. Sumner was at the coast, standing in a tide pool holding a mallard duck. Our entire reality was just the result of an impression of another reality, clearer still that a line drafted on one map affected the line of another, and vice versa."
- Geographer Enio Montgrapa Vilafrento Bogrula de Upi
"As far as I am aware, the incident at Sunflower Mill has nothing to do with the geographers. They're not connected. Well, they're about as connected as everything is connected to everything else, but not directly, not as far as I know."
- Geographer Basilicata Joheptãs
"There were rules. Arbitrary things. Like how we weren't allowed to travel by rail, nor leave the city we were currently stationed in at the time. No speaking with people with olive coloured eyes. Only take walks in the moonlight. Eating only green foods. Drinking only clear liquids."
- Geographer Oenthol Gritch
"The sounds of the words change every time they are spoken. If you listen in a certain way as I tell a story of the place, it can sometimes sound like a song."
- Geographer Unaio Osazu
