I love Maps!
Maps show what we know and occasionally guess at what we don’t know.

I especially love old maps. Old maps give us a picture of human knowledge at a point in time. They remind me of how little we knew; which of course reminds me of how little we know.

Anyone who would question that the world is flat at the time the above map was created, would be branded a heretic, or at best an idiot. I have not been called the former, but definitely the later.

I like to imagine, a point many years in the future, looking at a map of the universe made today and wondering why the strings that connect the dimensions are not outlined.

We use the word map for more than a visual representation of place. We have the “road map” which is the definitive road to peace in the Middle East. We can map out the change in the value of a stock option based on the route a company might take. The creators of each map believe in them as much as Pietro Vesconte did above and surely the greater their pedigree the more fucked up the result.

I love thinking of the things I don’t know. Give me lots to think about.