Poetic prose with images about walking, the natural environment and home. A6 black and white booklet on recycled paper, handstitched, 12 pages.
“There is no knowing or sensing a place except by being in that place and to be in a place is not, then, subsequent to perception– as Kant dogmatically assumed– but is an ingredient in perception itself. Such knowledge, genuinely local knowledge, is itself experiential… Local knowledge is at one with lived experience if indeed it is true that this knowledge is of the localities in which the knowing subject lives. To live is to live locally, and to know is first of all to know the places one is in … Perception at the primary level is synesthetic, an affair of the whole body sensing and moving.” Edward Casey, The Fate of Place, pg 18