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That was my first taste of orienteering – crashing through a landscape without paths, provisioned only with vague bearings and a distant destination. "Orienteering" is such an odd but impressive word that it has always stuck with me, and in fact moves me to propose a related concept to describe a process somewhat like orienteering but more personal, more historical, more associative, more metaphorical, perhaps more spiritual: "orientating," or crashing through the larger landscapes of memory and experience and knowledge, trying to get a fix on where we are in a multitude of landscapes that together compose the grander scheme of things. Orientating begins with geography, but it reflects a need of the conscious, self-aware organism for a kind of transcendent orientation that asks not just where am I, but where do I fit into this landscape? Where have I been? Where shall I go, and what values shall I pack for the trip? What culture of knowledge allows me to know what I know, which is often another way of knowing where I am? And what pattern, what grid of wisdom, can impose on my accumulated, idiosyncratic geographies? The coordinates marking this territory are unique to each individual and lend themselves to a very private kind of cartography.
As we've recently been discussing lines, I thought flaneurs within reach of London might be interested in this: One-dimensional maps: why an old form of mapmaking deserves a revival. Monday 3 June, 7:30pm, Swedenborg Hall, London, UK.
I've seen a previous talk by this speaker, and would thoroughly recommend it.