Thursday, May 19, 2011

Elevation, Incline, and Metaphor

Pattern Map #2 (Square) -EJamieson 2006

Mapping is about layers, about taking things beneath the surface and making them visible. Of course this includes things like rocks, foundations, and riverbeds, but at the most basic its about elevation and incline. Sounds pretty literal, pretty geographic, pretty simple, but really elevation and incline are just about as wishy-washy as you can get. Elevation from where? Incline compared to what? Sure elevation from a zero point, sure incline measured in degrees... but not really. Even the Oxford English Dictionary supports the cartographic reading as the second most relevant interpretation of each word, with the more person-based reading taking centre stage.

Elevation
Pronunciation:/ˌɛlɪˈveɪʃ(ə)n/
1][mass noun] the action or fact of raising or being raised to a higher or more important level, state , or position
2][mass noun] height above a given level, especially sea level.
Incline
Pronunciation:/ɪnˈklʌɪn/
1][verb](usually be inclined to/towards/to do something) be favourably disposed towards or willing to do something
2][noun]an inclined surface or plane; a slope, especially on a road or railway.
On a personal level the elevations and inclines shown on a map tell us about the cartographer's relationship to the world, how he or she measures degrees away from him or herself. Every layer, every line drawn covers everything beneath it and leaves behind only a small fraction of what really exists. So what we choose to leave showing is tantamount to what we choose to see.
The map becomes about choices, mapping becomes about choices. About what we show and what we hide. About what we see and what we don't. About our vision of the world, the town, the house, the person... About choices we make in what we put forth and what we leave behind. 
Always, never not, always about choices.

Friday, March 4, 2011

One of My First Maps: the Squirrel House

Squirrel House - EJamieson 1989

I have always loved maps.

some of my earliest memories are of drawing maps, looking at maps, trying to read maps... I used to spend summers plotting out floor-plans to my dream house, or my dream tree-house, or even a dream house for the squirrels out on the deck (see above). I would map out the island and all of its 'lands', map out worlds from books (Narnia, Wonderland, The Orient Express), map out routes I walked or rode my bike...

Cartography can tell us so much more than just where things are- in fact, "Where Things Are" is often the least of what we learn from looking at a map. Who drew it? What were they trying to say? What were their motives? How did they see the world? these are the questions that provide the most interesting answers.

So what do my maps say about me? I guess its time to find out...