A map can express places in different ways. I like the bustling whole of a map. A lot of my maps are not literal, but are based on memory and feeling. It is not the whole of a house or a land or a city that makes it emanate in my psyche. The route that I take when I walk through a place is pivotal to my understanding and knowing of that place. It is my memories of random details: the light through a window at 5pm, knots on the floorboards, the oxidation in the bathtub. Lost corners form my maps’ structures. I also have other, more literal maps. Be that as it may, these are not perfect or traditional either, and each one makes a nonconventional point.
[The World in Stamps in 2017 Minus Kosovo, Moldova, Tokelau, East Timor, US Virgin Islands-If Anyone Has These Stamps Please Share With Me (unfinished and badly documented)]