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Xárene Eskandar
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    Space / Place
    We look out into space. We look upon space. We look over an expanse of space. In the vastness and boundless space, we find ourselves equally vast. Whereas in place, our gaze shifts to the here and now: what we are doing, who we are with, what surrounds us. Even if the place is a small square meter that we occupy in a vast space, we feel grounded and belonging, as opposed to lost and seeking.

    Place is space in scale and familiarity. Looking into the vastness of Space, it shrinks by identifying and familiarizing ourselves with its parts. And so our distance suddenly shrinks: Pluto which was a bright speck among trillions of bright specks, became a planet, became a high-resolution poster of wonder. It became a place we can imagine and visualize. We see it; we imagine it; we imagine what it's like and so we can imagine both its potentials as well as our own potentials.

    In space we dream. We stare into it and drift off. In place, we realize the dream. We take a piece of that space and make it our own. Space charges us with the excitement of the dreams, place grounds us to live those dreams. Every space is an amalgamation of places not yet realized. As each place holds potential, so does the space as it is the vessel of all the places of potential.

    In an expansive space we walk. Our gaze walks by panning the land, our mind goes along in studying it, and our curiosity walks the land to explore it. Eventually we need rest and seek out ‘a place to rest’—this can be the cool shade of a tree, a smooth boulder warmed by the sun, a mound of plush moss. The act of marking a spot in space by identifying an object, a deformation, or a difference from its surrounding space is an act of demarcating, or measuring—measuring the quality and use of that spot. It gives value to a particular point in space, and therefore makes it a significant place.

    The shade, the rock, or the mound is that interstitial object between free-form space and marked place. By nature of activating the object through our interactions with it—sitting on it, sleeping wrapped in it, resting on its folds—it becomes the place. It shrinks the world to our size: the boundless desert becomes a site.

    Now it’s not that the nomads had no place and drifted. They had many places—many places with attractions that though temporal, were firm. They knew that season after season they could go back to these places: a cool watering hole shared with desert animals, a small grove of doum palms for a desert treat, armed shrubs of acacia for grazing. The nomads didn’t wait in one place for what they needed to be delivered to them; they would take on the adventure of finding what was necessary to their livelihood. It is in that spirit that the modern nomad exists.

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    Autotelic     Thu, Dec 15, 2016  Permanent link
    As one name i have seen around on here and "scoop-it". "". I believe he meant that as the modern day nomad, is the "knowmads". Using the internet, always in a state of searching out new and interesting information. Theres another site i like called You never know what you,ll be reading about but its all about the future!! Have fun on your adventures