"That sort of walking, in those shivering forests, in a light changing from blue in the morning to orange in the evening, with nothing lively or trenchant to be seen, doesn’t sooth sadness. It doesn’t constitute its bracing remedy, its energy resource. It doesn’t erase sadness, it transforms it. This is an alchemy that children know and practice: you walk as if you were letting yourself float in water, to dilute the sorrow and to drown yourself in it. Let your sadness sail away in the free air; let yourself go. A dreamy walking, in which Nerval rediscovered the solitary stroller. Like Nietzsche (who always made you climb), at the pinnacle not of his destiny, but of his childish dreams."

<<<Marlene Creates, introduced to me by Nora Khan.

"I know I’ve mentioned Marlene Creates in our chat - but she really is so important in this space as a practitioner - here are her works and the talks really put this ambulatory and wandering practice into words. I noticed recently the nice list of keywords on her home page - “.

But what I find most compelling is how all these practices of mapping are keys to digging both into her own memory and a collective memory - her use of other people’s stories, particularly those of elders, who draw maps for her, who narrate the land, who put language to the land. Signs and markers both literal and mental. I am also compelled by her works when she leaves the land, her boreal forest - and how she redraws the space through memory. What we remember of what’s left behind."
—Nora Khan in a letter to me