A Place Is A Story, And Stories

The Earth We Evolved To Inhabit Is Turning Into Something More Turbulent And Unreliable At A Pace Too Fast For Most Living Things To Adapt To.

As For Me, The Grounds Of My Hope Have Always Been That History Is Wilder Than Our Imagination Of It And That The Unexpected Shows Up Far More Regularly Than We Ever Dream.

The Poet Marianne Moore Famously Wrote Of 'real Toads In Imaginary Gardens,' And The Labyrinth Offers Us The Possibility Of Being Real Creatures In Symbolic Space...in Such Spaces As The Labyrinth We Cross Over [between Real And Imaginary Spaces]; We Are Really Travelling, Even If The Destination Is Only Symbolic.

A City Always Contains More Than Any Inhabitant Can Know, And A Great City Always Makes The Unknown And The Possible Spurs To The Imagination.

For Me, Childhood Roaming Was What Developed Self-reliance, A Sense Of Direction And Adventure, Imagination, A Will To Explore, To Be Able To Get A Little Lost And Then Figure Out The Way Back.