I hardly know how to describe my astonishment at coming across this beautifully designed little book & reading the opening pages. It was like recognizing a face I'd never seen before. This book is a most ambitious, strange, funny foray into giving life to the floating undercurrents that we all feel as we go thru our daily lives. Gerdes accomplishes this with techniques ranging from a sort of holy science fiction to a condition of prose that I can only call beautiful madness. Yet he isn't just playing--he's trying to remind you of how you yourself feel when you conscious mind is just barely on the verge of noticing that, let's say, the whole time you've been listening to your wife's voice, you've been equating it on some other level to a world of rivers, music, light-projections & memories of things that did & did not happen to you. This book should be considered a travelling permit in realms that are just at your fingertips. Besides, it's damned funny!
I hardly know how to describe my astonishment at coming across this beautifully designed little book & reading the opening pages. It was like recognizing a face I'd never seen before. This book is a most ambitious, strange, funny foray into giving life to the floating undercurrents that we all feel as we go thru our daily lives. Gerdes accomplishes this with techniques ranging from a sort of holy science fiction to a condition of prose that I can only call beautiful madness. Yet he isn't just playing--he's trying to remind you of how you yourself feel when you conscious mind is just barely on the verge of noticing that, let's say, the whole time you've been listening to your wife's voice, you've been equating it on some other level to a world of rivers, music, light-projections & memories of things that did & did not happen to you. This book should be considered a travelling permit in realms that are just at your fingertips. Besides, it's damned funny!