The Name of the Rose A Book by Umberto Eco How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths
Raindrops leaving an erratic trail They do not walk, they drip down the surface of the pictures, they are raindrops leaving an erratic trail, drifting down the paper, as described by Asger Jorn and Guy Debord in their psychogeographies. Smiljan Radić, Some Remains of My Heroes Found Scattered Across a Vacant Lot The driftPsychogeography