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		<title>Things Rarely Turn Out the Way I Intend Them To</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<span class="rt-reading-time" style="display: block;"><span class="rt-label rt-prefix">Reading Time: </span> <span class="rt-time">8</span> <span class="rt-label rt-postfix">minutes</span></span> A version of this illustrated article was given by J.R. Carpenter as a Keynote Address at the New Media Writing Prize Award Event at Bournemouth University in January 2017.  Things Rarely Turn Out the Way I Intend Them To According to a note, I wrote in a primary school scrapbook when I was eleven years...  <a class="read-more" href="https://thewritingplatform.com/2017/06/things-rarely-turn-out-the-way-i-intend-them-to/" title="Read Things Rarely Turn Out the Way I Intend Them To">Read more &#187;</a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class="rt-reading-time" style="display: block;"><span class="rt-label rt-prefix">Reading Time: </span> <span class="rt-time">8</span> <span class="rt-label rt-postfix">minutes</span></span><p><strong><em>A version of this illustrated article was given by J.R. Carpenter as a Keynote Address at the New Media Writing Prize Award Event at Bournemouth University in January 2017. </em></strong></p>
<p><strong>Things Rarely Turn Out the Way I Intend Them To</strong></p>
<p>According to a note, I wrote in a primary school scrapbook when I was eleven years old, my favourite subjects in school were maths and science. My least favourite subject was French. So naturally, the minute after finishing secondary school I moved to the French-speaking city of Montreal to study Fine Art. I graduated with a BFA in Studio Art in 1995, six months after the release of Netscape, the first public web browser. I have been using the web as a medium for experimental writing since its inception, but my digital work remains heavily inflected by the material practices of drawing, collage, crochet, and sewing.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="size-home-thumb wp-image-3113 aligncenter" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/mathscience-1-1-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/mathscience-1-1-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/mathscience-1-1-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>The first thing I did after art school was to apply for a visual arts thematic residency at <a href="https://www.banffcentre.ca/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Banff Centre</a>. The theme of the residency was <em>Telling Stories: Telling Tales</em>. I wrote a fictional artist’s statement, in which I told them I was a writer. For some reason, they believed me. During the residency, I tried to make a small book work that told a circular story, but when people got to the end they just stopped reading, because that’s how books work. Then the guy in the next studio over told me that if I rewrote the story in HTML I could link the last page to the first page and the story could go round and round.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter wp-image-3099 size-home-thumb" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/parasite_screen-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/parasite_screen-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/parasite_screen-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>When I got back to Montreal, my artist friends informed me that web-based work was elitist, because so few people could access it, and my writer friends assured me that the internet would never catch on. <a href="http://luckysoap.com/butterflies/parasite.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Fishes and Flying Things </a>is still online and it still works.</p>
<p>In 1994 or so I attempted to use QuarkExpress to write a non-linear, intertextual short story which incorporated diagrams and texts from old geology and civil engineering textbooks into a first-person narrative. This story appeared in print in Postscript, a journal of graduate criticism and theory published by Memorial University, Newfoundland, Canada, in Spring 1995, but I remained unsatisfied with the linear layout. In 1996 I used a fountain pen to write hypertext markup language on a print out of my own QuarkExpress layout. In the resulting web-based iteration of <a href="http://luckysoap.com/mythologies" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Mythologies of Landforms and Little Girls</a>, readers can choose their own narrative path through the story.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter wp-image-3102 size-home-thumb" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/mytho_print_markup-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/mytho_print_markup-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/mytho_print_markup-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>Because I went to art school, for many years I thought I was a media artist. In 2000 I was commissioned to make new web-based work called <a href="http://luckysoap.com/asleepifell" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">a sleep I fell </a>for an exhibition called <em>Engaging the Virtual</em> at the Dalhousie Art Gallery, in Halifax, Nova Scotia. The web had only been around for five years. I was the only web artist in the show.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter size-home-thumb wp-image-3105" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/asleepifellGalileo-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/asleepifellGalileo-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/asleepifellGalileo-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>On one page, a quadratic equation shrouds a charcoal drawing I’d made from a live model when I was in art school. On another, a photo of me attempting a headstand back in the days when I wanted to be a math teacher teeters over a hand-drawn equation. Elsewhere in the work there appeared a short text about a woman who dreams of flying, which I supposed was a prose poem. A few years later, when I was starting to write fiction more deliberately, I made a note in my notebook to develop this text into a short story. I wrote out a plan for how to go about it. A few weeks later I saw this note, went to my computer, opened up the file, and found that I had already expanded the prose poem into a short story called <a href="http://luckysoap.com/stories/precipice.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Precipice</a>, but not at all in the way that I had intended. I submitted the file as it was to the CBC Quebec Short Story Competition, which it won.</p>
<p>Okay, fine, I thought. So maybe I am a fiction writer.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter size-home-thumb wp-image-3114" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/entreville_print_precursors-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/entreville_print_precursors-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/entreville_print_precursors-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>I could tell a similar story for just about every one of my works. Things I think are prose poems turn into short stories. Things I think are web-based somehow become physical. My web-based work <a href="http://luckysoap.com/entreville" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Entre Ville </a>started off as a poem written with a pen and published in the early UK-based online journal <a href="http://nthposition.com/saint-urbain.php" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Nth Position</a> in 2005. The web-iteration was commissioned by <a href="http://www.oboro.net/en/activity/entre-ville" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Oboro</a>, a visual and media art gallery, for the 50th anniversary of the Montreal Arts Council in 2006. It’s included in the <a href="http://collection.eliterature.org/2/works/carpenter_entreville.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Electronic Literature Collection Volume Two</a> and has been widely taught in English departments in universities around the world. My first novel, <a href="http://luckysoap.com/stories/wordsthedogknows.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Words the Dog Knows</a> (2008), re-mediated images and texts from <a href="http://luckysoap.com/entreville" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Entre Ville</a>, and two other born digital works &#8211; <a href="http://luckysoap.com/brokenthings" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">How I Loved the Broken Things of Rome</a> and <a href="http://luckysoap.com/inabsentia" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">in absentia</a>. The novel sold its run and is now out of print, but the web-based works are still online.</p>
<p>By the time my web-based work <a href="http://luckysoap.com/cityfish" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">CityFish</a> was short-listed for the <a href="http://newmediawritingprize.co.uk/shortlist.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">New Media Writing Prize </a>in 2012 I had been working on it for over fifteen years. It started off as a very short story told from the first-person point of view of a fish. A very early web-based iteration was presented in an exhibition in Nuremberg, Germany, in July 1998. An archive of photographs, video, found images, maps, objects and quotations accrued over the years. The very short story expanded into a regular-sized short story. The point of view gradually shifted from first-person fish to third-person girl.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter size-home-thumb wp-image-3107" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/CityFish_screen5v-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/CityFish_screen5v-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/CityFish_screen5v-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>Somewhere in the midst of this process, I started applying for funding for another web-based project called <em>The Elevated</em>. My first grant application wasn’t successful, but I did get into a residency at The Banff Centre, where I edited about twenty-five short videos for the project. Three years later I re-submitted my grant application. Whilst I was waiting to hear back it struck me that the <a href="http://luckysoap.com/cityfish" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">CityFish</a> story was actually the text of <em>The Elevated</em> project. I began work immediately and was already a third of the way through by the time the funding came through.</p>
<p>In 2015 I won the <a href="http://newmediawritingprize.co.uk/focus-on-the-2015-dot-award/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Dot Award</a> for a proposal to create a new web-based piece called <em>This is A Picture of Wind.</em> I intended for this work to respond to the storms which battered South West England in early 2014, resulting in catastrophic flooding in Somerset and the destruction of the seawall and rail line at Dawlish. Listening to the news in the months after these storms, I was struck by the paradox presented by attempts to evoke through the materiality of language a force such as the wind, which we can only see indirectly through its affect. I began to explore weather, and wind in particular, in all its written forms. My love of science resurfaced as I looked through mountains of private weather diaries held at the Met Office Library and Archive in Exeter, applied for further funding to develop the project, and worked with other writers to generate new writing on the weather.</p>
<p>During the first week of August 2016, I had the pleasure of participating as a principal performer in the <a href="http://www.theenemiesproject.com/southwest" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">South West Poetry Tour</a>, along with Steven Fowler, Camila Nelson, John Hall, Mattie Spence, and Anabel Banks. Each night we performed new works written in collaboration. In my <a href="https://youtu.be/UKCO40XQN_E" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">collaboration with John Hall</a> I used classical texts on weather as raw material, and in my <a href="https://youtu.be/UY8G3yZiiP0" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">collaboration with Anabel Banks</a>, we worked with two texts on clouds. Anabel added one tricky constraint to our collaboration, that we write in hendecasyllabic — eleven-syllable lines. Agreeing to this would later come to haunt me.</p>
<p>In early September 2016, I was commissioned by <a href="http://www.northeastofnorth.com/neon-speaks-jr-carpenter/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">NEoN Digital Arts </a>in Dundee to create a new work for their festival set to take place in November of the same year. The theme of the festival was <a href="http://www.northeastofnorth.com/archive/theme-2016/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Spaces We’re In</a>. The curators asked artists to respond to the physical and digital spaces we live and work in, and consider alternatives uses and futures for them, both virtually and materially. I immediately knew I wanted to talk about the environmental impact of so-called ‘cloud’ storage. I’ve thought and written a lot in the past about the complex relationship between biological, digital, and networked memory. The scale of the digital cloud is too vast to think about in terms of the body. I had to think bigger, so I turned to the clouds in the sky.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter size-home-thumb wp-image-3109" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_plate1-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_plate1-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_plate1-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>The resulting work, <a href="http://luckysoap.com/thegatheringcloud" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Gathering Cloud</a>, builds upon Luke Howard’s classic essay <a href="http://luckysoap.com/thegatheringcloud/Howard_modificationofclouds.pdf" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">On the Modifications of Clouds</a> (1803). Howard was the first to standardise the names of clouds that we still use today. I incorporated other more recent online articles and books on media theory and climate science. Just to keep it interesting, I decided to stick with the hendecasyllabic constraint. I situated sparse hypertextual hendecasyllabic verses within surreal animated gif collages composed of images materially appropriated from publicly accessible cloud storage services. The cognitive dissonance between the cultural fantasy of cloud storage and the hard facts of its environmental impact is bridged, in part, through the constant evocation of animals: A cumulus cloud weighs one hundred elephants. A USB fish swims through a cloud of cables. Four million cute cat pics are shared each day.</p>
<p><a href="http://luckysoap.com/thegatheringcloud" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Gathering Cloud</a>, launched at a <a href="https://vimeo.com/195765759" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Pecha Kucha Night</a> in Dundee, the night of the US elections. I hadn’t intended for the title to wind up sounding quite so ominous, but now more than ever we need to find ways of talking about the enormity of climate change in human terms that we can understand and act upon.</p>
<p>A small print iteration of <a href="http://luckysoap.com/thegatheringcloud" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Gathering Cloud</a> was produced at the same time as the web iteration. It continues to be shared through gift, trade, mail art, and small press economies further confusing the boundaries between physical and digital, scarcity and waste.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter size-home-thumb wp-image-3110" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_zine-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_zine-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_zine-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>In January 2017 <a href="http://luckysoap.com/thegatheringcloud" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Gathering Cloud </a>won the <a href="http://theliteraryplatform.com/magazine/2017/01/jr-carpenter-takes-the-big-prize-at-the-2016-new-media-writing-prize-awards/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">New Media Writing Prize</a>.</p>
<p>In March 2017 <a href="http://luckysoap.com/thegatheringcloud" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Gathering Cloud </a>was an Editor’s Pick in the <a href="http://sabotagereviews.com/2017/04/03/saboteur-awards-2017-the-shortlist-and-longlist/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Saboteur Awards</a>.</p>
<img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter size-home-thumb wp-image-3111" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_books-400x267.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="267" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_books-400x267.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/TGC_books-256x171.jpg 256w" sizes="(max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px" />
<p>In May 2017 a print-book iteration of <a href="http://www.uniformbooks.co.uk/thegatheringcloud.php" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Gathering Cloud </a>was published by <a href="http://www.uniformbooks.co.uk/thegatheringcloud.php" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Uniform books</a>, with a foreword by Jussi Parikka and an afterword by Lisa Robertson. This book collates and extends the research that went into the web iteration. This research material is presented as a sequence of texts and images, acting both as a primer to the ideas behind the project and as a document of its movement between formats, from the data centre to the illuminated screen, from the live performance to the printed page. In his foreword, media theorist Jussi Parikka, author of <a href="http://furtherfield.org/features/reviews/massive-media-geology-media-book-review" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">A Geology of Media</a>, describes the work as “a series of material transformations made visible through a media history executed as digital collage and print publication, hendecasyllabic verse, and critical essay”.</p>
<p>Somewhere in the middle of this cloud gathering process, funding finally came through to develop the wind project I had set out to make in the first place. I am now working with IOTO: DATA to create a new commissioned web-based work called <a href="http://www.iotainstitute.com/news/http/wwwiotainstitutecom/this-is-a-picture-of-wind-1" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">This is a picture of wind</a>.</p>
<p>Things rarely turn out the way I intend them to, but so far this has mostly been a good thing.</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[<span class="rt-reading-time" style="display: block;"><span class="rt-label rt-prefix">Reading Time: </span> <span class="rt-time">7</span> <span class="rt-label rt-postfix">minutes</span></span> During the summer of 2009 I spent a week reading and writing in residence at the Elizabeth Bishop House, in the tiny and thus somewhat incongruously named village of Great Village, Nova Scotia. Readers may know Great Village as the setting of Bishop&#8217;s haunting story In the Village, first published in the New Yorker in...  <a class="read-more" href="https://thewritingplatform.com/2015/05/walks-from-city-bus-routes/" title="Read Walks from City Bus Routes: A Circuitous Route">Read more &#187;</a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class="rt-reading-time" style="display: block;"><span class="rt-label rt-prefix">Reading Time: </span> <span class="rt-time">7</span> <span class="rt-label rt-postfix">minutes</span></span><p>During the summer of 2009 I spent a week reading and writing in residence at the <a href="http://elizabethbishopns.org/elizabeth-bishop-house/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Elizabeth Bishop House</a>, in the tiny and thus somewhat incongruously named village of Great Village, Nova Scotia. Readers may know Great Village as the setting of Bishop&#8217;s haunting story <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/1953/12/19/in-the-village" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">In the Village</a>, first published in the New Yorker in 1953. One day I went for a walk to the village store. I was on the hunt for postcards, intrigued by Bishop&#8217;s observation: &#8220;The grey postcards of the village for sale in the village store are so unilluminating&#8230; one steps outside and immediately sees the same thing: the village, where we live, full-size, and in colour&#8221;.</p>
<div id="attachment_2176" style="width: 610px" class="wp-caption alignnone"><a href="http://theliteraryplatform.com/thewritingplatform/wp-content/uploads/sites/4/2015/05/greatvillagestorepostcards-e1431503277125.jpg"><img aria-describedby="caption-attachment-2176" decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="wp-image-2176 size-medium" src="http://theliteraryplatform.com/thewritingplatform/wp-content/uploads/sites/4/2015/05/greatvillagestorepostcards-e1431503277125-600x450.jpg" alt="Great Village Postcards" width="600" height="450" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/greatvillagestorepostcards-e1431503277125-600x450.jpg 600w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/greatvillagestorepostcards-e1431503277125-400x300.jpg 400w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/greatvillagestorepostcards-e1431503277125.jpg 800w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/greatvillagestorepostcards-e1431503277125-300x225.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px" /></a><p id="caption-attachment-2176" class="wp-caption-text">caption Postcards for sale in the village store, Great Village, Nova Scotia. Photo by J. R. Carpenter, 2009.</p></div>
<p>In the back of the store, which is now an antique shop, I happened upon a well-preserved copy of a City of Edinburgh Transport Map published by the Edinburgh Geographical Institute in the 1940s. Nova Scotia being New Scotland, an old map of Old Scotland seemed a perfectly reasonable thing to find. Why I felt the need to buy an out-of-date-map to a city I&#8217;d never been to was not at all clear.</p>
<p>Questions of place have long-pervaded my fiction writing and maps have figured prominently in many of my web-based works. An outline of a map of Nova Scotia served as the interface for one of my earliest web-based works, <a href="http://luckysoap.com/mythologies" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Mythologies of Landforms and Little Girls </a>(1996). <a href="http://luckysoap.com/thecape" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">In The Cape</a> (2005), I used an assortment of maps, charts, and diagrams borrowed from an Environmental Geologic Guide to Cape Cod National Seashore published in 1979 as stand-ins for family photographs. In <a href="http://luckysoap.com/inabsentia" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">In Absentia</a> (2008) I used the Google Maps API to haunt the satellite view of the Mile End neighbourhood of Montreal with stories of former tenants forced out by gentrification. My first novel, <a href="http://luckysoap.com/stories/wordsthedogknows.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Words the Dog Knows</a> (2008) included an impossible map of ancient Rome. I&#8217;d never set out to map a place I&#8217;d never been before, but then sometimes maps seem to call places into being.</p>
<div id="attachment_2152" style="width: 201px" class="wp-caption alignleft"><a href="http://theliteraryplatform.com/thewritingplatform/wp-content/uploads/sites/4/2015/05/transportmap_cover.jpg"><img aria-describedby="caption-attachment-2152" decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="wp-image-2152 size-thumbnail" src="http://theliteraryplatform.com/thewritingplatform/wp-content/uploads/sites/4/2015/05/transportmap_cover-191x300.jpg" alt="transportmap_cover" width="191" height="300" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/transportmap_cover-191x300.jpg 191w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/transportmap_cover-287x450.jpg 287w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/transportmap_cover-382x600.jpg 382w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/transportmap_cover.jpg 1495w" sizes="(max-width: 191px) 100vw, 191px" /></a><p id="caption-attachment-2152" class="wp-caption-text">City of Edinburgh Transport Map published by the Edinburgh Geographical Institute in the 1940s.</p></div>
<p>In 2011 I was commissioned to create a new work for an exhibition called <a href="http://www.elmcip.net/conference/exhibition" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Remediating the Social</a>, at Inspace gallery in Edinburgh. Handily I already had a map of the city. In May 2012 I travelled to Edinburgh to begin research for what would eventually become a massive hybrid print and digital project called <a href="http://luckysoap.com/broadside" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Broadside of a Yarn</a> (2012). More information on that project can be found in an article called <a href="http://theliteraryplatform.com/2013/05/the-print-map-as-a-literary-platform/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Print Map as a &#8216;literary platform&#8217;</a> published on The Literary Platform in May 2013.</p>
<p>During my research I used the 1940s edition of the City of Edinburgh Transport Map purchased in Great Village, Nova Scotia, to undertake a series of experimental walks, or dérives, in and around the modern city of Edinburgh. Dérive is a practice first explored by the Letterist International in Paris in the early 1950s and later taken up by the Situationist International. The concept of dérive was introduced by Ivan Chtcheglov in his <a href="http://www.bopsecrets.org/SI/Chtcheglov.htm" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Formulary for a New Urbanism</a> (published under the pseudonym Gilles Ivan). Chtcheglov proposes a future city, in which “the main activity of the inhabitants will be CONTINUOUS DRIFTING” (1953). In <a href="http://www.versobooks.com/books/1869-the-beach-beneath-the-street" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Beach Beneath the Street: The Everyday Life and Glorious Times of the Situationist International </a> (2011), McKenzie Wark suggests that Chtcheglov “sought not the rational city but the playful city, not the city of work but the city of adventure. Not the city that conquers nature, but the city that opens toward the flux of the universe” (2011: 20). The advertising copy on the back of the City of Edinburgh Transport Map hovers between these states — on one hand promoting such solid stolid institutions as the Bank of Scotland, North British Rubber Footwear, and Scougal&#8217;s Oatcakes, &#8220;Scotland&#8217;s National Food in its Most Palatable and Convenient Form&#8221; — and on the other hand issuing imperatives toward the exploration of a playful city, a city of adventure, and, read from a contemporary vantage point, a city safely adrift in simpler past:</p>
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<p class="Quotations" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; padding-left: 30px;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Follow the Star of Health.<br />
Encompass the City.<br />
Map it Out For Yourself.<br />
Do Not Allow Your Holiday to be Spoiled by Rain.</span></p>
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<p class="Quotations" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">However many times I set out toward the flux of the universe in search of the points of interest advertised on the map — The Largest Stock of Hand-Knitted Woollies in Britain, Radiator and Mudwing Repairs and Other Sheet Metal Work, Vertical Filing Systems and Visible Card Index, and Carpenter Joiner Jobbing Specialists, orders in any part of the city or elsewhere in towns or country promptly attended to — dérive led me instead into Edinburgh&#8217;s wealth of museums, libraries, and used and antiquarian print, map, and book shops.</p>
<p>In the <a href="http://oldtownbookshop-edinburgh.co.uk/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Old Town Bookshop</a> I found an A5-sized staple-bound booklet called Walks from City Bus Routes published by Edinburgh City Transport in the late 1950s. This booklet contains twenty-two narrative descriptions of walks, each beginning and ending within easy reach of bus routes, and each illustrated by a small black and white line drawing. The preface states: “this book is designed for the visitor or the resident who wishes to have a change from the more usual places of tourist interest and to combine a little mild exercise with exploration of the lesser known parts of the city and suburbs.” The unnamed author adds that her one wish “is that those who follow these trails derive as much pleasure from them as she has done over the years.”</p>
<p>Many of the lesser known parts of the city and suburbs the author urges us to explore are no longer know-able. Many of the green spaces on the City of Edinburgh Transport Map have long since filled in. Time has rendered these two immutable print documents nearly nonsensical. I decided to further this process.</p>
<p>I created a computer-generated narrative called <a href="http://luckysoap.com/walksfromcitybusroutes" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Walks from City Bus Routes</a> which uses JavaScript to randomly and endlessly recombine illustrations and portions of text from the Edinburgh City Transport booklet and bus and tram route icons from the City of Edinburgh Transport Map. The term &#8220;computer-generated&#8221; is something of a misnomer here. The computer does not generate these new texts. It selects phrases from the booklet which I have typed into preset lists (variable strings) and slots them into templates (sentences). Take, for example, the following sentence:</p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">Take the #{take} and continue #{continue}.</p>
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<p>I went through the print booklet looking for phrases which follow the words “take” and “continue”. Let’s say the phrases which follow #{take} are as follows (there are in fact many more than these):</p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">Take the [&#8216;path leading down the hillside just before the monument&#8217;, &#8216;path that leads off to the left&#8217;, &#8216;broad and easy descent down the grassy slope&#8217;, &#8216;towpath along the side of the park&#8217;, &#8216;dirt road that runs uphill under the wall&#8217;, &#8216;road behind the Inn&#8217;]</p>
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<p>And the phrases which follow #{continue} are:</p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">continue [&#8216;upstream&#8217;, &#8216;to follow the river&#8217;, &#8216;in the same direction&#8217;, &#8216;through the fields&#8217;, &#8216;as far as the roundabout&#8217;,&#8217;along the High Street to the old parish church set in a green graveyard&#8217;, &#8216;in a roughly southerly direction&#8217;, &#8216;to follow the wall&#8217;]</p>
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<p>Here are but a few of the possible sentence results:</p>
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<p style="padding-left: 30px;">Take the path leading down the hillside just before the monument and continue along the High Street to the old parish church set in a green graveyard.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">Take the towpath along the side of the park and continue in the same direction.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">Take the broad and easy descent down the grassy slope and continue through the fields.</p>
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<p>Though many of the paths, towpaths, grassy slopes, fields, and roundabouts referenced in the Edinburgh City Transport pamphlet no longer exist, as variables within JavaScript strings these past places are ascribed new locations in computer memory. Called as statements into this new narrative structure, these past places become potential (albeit imaginary) destinations once again (albeit for readers rather than walkers).</p>
<p>The result is a new guide ‘book’ which perpetually proposes an infinite number of plausible yet practically impossible walking routes through the city of Edinburgh, and and its book shops, confusing and confounding boundaries between physical and digital, reading and writing, fact and fiction.</p>
<div id="attachment_2153" style="width: 460px" class="wp-caption aligncenter"><img aria-describedby="caption-attachment-2153" decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="size-medium wp-image-2153" src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/BusStop-e1431503044415-450x450.jpg" alt="BusStop" width="450" height="450" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/BusStop-e1431503044415-450x450.jpg 450w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/BusStop-e1431503044415-300x300.jpg 300w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/BusStop-e1431503044415.jpg 600w" sizes="(max-width: 450px) 100vw, 450px" /><p id="caption-attachment-2153" class="wp-caption-text">Detail from The Broadside of a Yarn, J. R. Carpenter, 2012.</p></div>
<p>In the gallery installation of <a href="http://luckysoap.com/broadside" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The Broadside of a Yarn</a> exhibited in Edinburgh during <a href="http://www.elmcip.net/conference/exhibition" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Remediating the Social</a> in November 2012, this new digital variable iteration of the Walks from City Bus Routes pamphlet was accessed by scanning a QR code embedded in a cartographic collage which remediated elements of the City of Edinburgh Transport Map and a drawing borrowed from the Edinburgh Streetscape Manual, published by the Lothian Regional Council in 1995. These visual links to the work were also reproduced in an A3-sized print map handout iteration of The Broadside of a Yarn, which was handed out freely during the exhibition and continues to circulate through gift exchange economies and postal networks.</p>
<p>Earlier this year I created a stand-alone web-based version of <a href="http://www.cddc.vt.edu/journals/newriver/15Spring/walksfromcitybusroutes/index.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Walks from City Bus Routes</a>, which appears in the Spring 2015 issue of <a href="http://www.cddc.vt.edu/journals/newriver/15Spring/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">The New River</a> &#8211; a journal of digital writing &amp; art.</p>
<div id="attachment_2158" style="width: 600px" class="wp-caption aligncenter"><img aria-describedby="caption-attachment-2158" decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="wp-image-2158 size-medium" title="Walks from City Bus Routes, J. R. Carpenter 2015." src="http://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/WalksFromCityBusRoutes-e1431503029732-590x450.jpg" alt="Walks from City Bus Routes, J. R. Carpenter 2015." width="590" height="450" srcset="https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/WalksFromCityBusRoutes-e1431503029732-590x450.jpg 590w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/WalksFromCityBusRoutes-e1431503029732-393x300.jpg 393w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/WalksFromCityBusRoutes-e1431503029732.jpg 786w, https://thewritingplatform.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/WalksFromCityBusRoutes-e1431503029732-300x229.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 590px) 100vw, 590px" /><p id="caption-attachment-2158" class="wp-caption-text">Walks from City Bus Routes, J. R. Carpenter 2015.</p></div>
<p>Readers keen on bookish-drifting-wander-walking may also be interested in <a href="http://luckysoap.com/wanderkammer/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Wanderkammer: A Walk Through Texts</a> a web-based collection of hyperlinked quotations from a wide range of writing on walking, accompanied by a bibliography. Wanderkammer was included in <a href="http://jacket2.org/feature/walk-poems" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Walk poems: A series of reviews of walking projects</a> edited by Louis Bury Corey Frost published on Jacket2 in 2011.</p>
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