From our friend Scott Wayne Indiana:

“Last year I spent a day in my hometown of Keizer, Oregon. Driving through the neighborhoods brought extremely specific memories to the surface. Curiously reflecting on that day, I decided to draw (with masking tape) a floorplan to scale of my childhood home to see what memories would reveal themselves to me. I chose a location in Central Park alongside ballfields where I’d feel comfortable spending time in my space.

To paraphrase Aldous Huxley, everyone’s memory is their private literature. And, personally, my experience turned out to be more about the sensory memory that consumed me in the space, and less about interesting details. Which is to say, this experiment creates a highly subjective effect. For example, I had a deep sense of remembering the feeling of looking over at the kitchen as my mom finished preparing dinner. Consequently, I won’t go into the minutia of my excavated memories. However, if this sounds intriguing to you, find a fitting public space and give it a try.”