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 Tracks of My Fears 
 A curious thing happened several years ago during a rather dull banquet. I struck up 
a conversation with a retired physics profesor who confesed that his great love was 
throwing pots and that he didn't care if they never saw the light of day. I understood how 
he felt having long plied the art profesion though being reluctant about displaying my 
work and often discarding it. Contrary to popular belief, creating imagery is not predicated 
upon viewer-ship. As reported to Robert A. Rundstrom in 1989  by an old Inuk Eskimo 
regarding the maps he had drawn from memory,  
 ?...he smiled and said that long ago he had thrown them away. It was the act 
of making them that was important, the recapitulation of environmental features, 
not the material objects themselves.? 
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Thus the driving force begins with an impulse for imaging and this is the subject at hand. 
 We wondered through the evening about what triggers the human impulse for 
image making bearing in mind that it has no choke hold on representation nor on one 
medium over others. In fact, it may have nothing at al to do with media but rather only 
mind. Consider that a dancer carves a design out of the air with his arms and leaves a trace 
of that form in our short term memory. An artist crafts an image to anticipate a universal 
recollection by selecting salient asociations. A musician captures our atention with hints 
of iminent notes such that we invent the next one just slightly before hearing it and then 
retrace the line by hiting mental 'replay'.   
 Unfortunately though, these emanations of 'creativity' have been hampered by 
Western scholars whose awestruck exegesis has somehow removed them from the gamut 
of more humdrum human functions and set them high on a pedestal of enlightened 
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set this impulse firmly within the context of advantageous cognitive function. In other 
words, it is time to atribute the imaging impulse to the biology of our particular species 
and one driven by survival imperatives at that. 
 In each of the above mentioned creative eforts, we are led like Hansel and Gretel 
with mere suggestions as to the intended route. Figuring our way 'out' literaly secretes our 
cognitive juices, and we do the very same thing when conceiving or reading a piece of art. 
Clearly we don't know where the whole dance is leading nor the melody nor can we for 
that mater perceive the entire wal of grafiti beyond the initial second before we 
automaticaly lock into a visual track to read the clues point to point (fig.1).  
In fact, al iconography sems always to have careened towards complexity asking 
us to stop short and follow the undulating line. A random sampling yields: Maori canoe 
carvings (fig. 2), Celtic Knots, statuary folds, Belgian Lace, Mudejar plaster work, Aztec 
serpent carving, Labyrinths, apartment buildings, textiles, novels and murder mysteries. 
You get the picture.  
Why do we do this, and how does the artist know we shal succumb to the 
enticement? Because al these emanations depend on the wilingnes of the viewer to sek 
and follow a manipulated course in order to instinctively collect these highly selected 
crumbs of perceptions like a line through the forest.  
 But they are al nothing more than maps especialy when you understand that 
mapping is first about salient and fixed asociations (fig. 4). From these one can plug in 
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their relative location by fixing coordinates. Recent studies of the limbic system and 
hippocampus for rodents have isolated certain areas and neurons specificaly designated 
for plotting coordinates. They tend to make their way around their environment by distal 
plotting along the outer edge of their cage so it is asumed we are no diferent, a fact wel 
established through the life story of Henry Gustav Molaison, now deceased, whose largely 
excised hippocampus stil had enough tisue and the right kind to incise fresh floor plans in 
his memory. 
 Our own antediluvian instinct to set down routes amidst pervasive ambiguity and 
chaos is a driving biological habit formed by milions of evolutionary years in which our 
ancestors perfected erect bi-pedalism. We take it for granted but our heritage is rooted in 
route forging that is calibrated by the silent metronome of body functions like heart beats 
and breathing alongside the louder rhythms of stride, arm swing and even grunts as we site 
about thirty fet ahead on average to plot our own imediate path. This sems to be our 
natural distal swet spot for foot navigation. It is therefore not surprising that our eyesight 
was standardized at around 20/20 fet. This can be tested anecdotaly by anyone. Walk 
head on to an approaching pedestrian and note at what distance they swerve to avoid you.  
Inevitably they try to hold course but angrily move off at approximately 25 to 30 fet.  
 There is a great deal of information contained in this behavior which informs much 
of our art thinking and application. For one thing, al visualization in this walking mode 
establishes an emphatic point of view. One's body; arms, hands, fet, nose, even torso 
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Therefore, we navigate with a clear though subliminal perspective of egocentricsm. And 
never except for momentary stasis such as siting or standing stil from a high vantage 
point, does our vision ever free itself from the peripheral context of our physicality. 
 Rory Stewart in his book, 'The Places in Between', justified his trek through  
Afghanistan as follows: 
 
?There was a magic in leaving a line of footprints stretching behind me across 
Asia...I watched the pebbles flashing past beneath me and felt that with each strike 
of each heel step I was marking Afghanistan.? 
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The milion of years needed to evolve a truly erect bi-pedal creature did more than advance 
gross motor physiology, it helped organize the cognitive grid of our brains and the way we 
receive and dispense data. For one's body literaly drafts the connections betwen the 
coordinates namely each step you take as your mind calibrates al the various ways images 
get strung along in this highly structured and personal narrative. 
 In efect, the data coalesces around a natural grid created by the body's inborn 
measuring of pace. More than you think you know floods each step and fils out a given 
packet of data bracketed by your stride, meted by vital signs and sensorimotor procesing. 
It's a reliable and orderly way of laying down information in tiny minute narratives. What 
brings them forward as esential recollections and ultimately maps belongs to the way we 
triage caution. 
 What's diferent about the beginnings of 'art' as cautionary devices that map 
warnings is that for the first time we could move forward and back in time to predict 
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aspects of them as paradigms for our advantageous use in the future. At some point 
Stewart's heel broke the ambient patern of snow in conjunction to a gunshot. That fear 
elicited a search for environmental disruptions that would serve as clues to protect him in 
the future. He noticed 'diference' as against 'samenes' for  navigational markers in his 
narrative of fear and escape which finaly reached critical mas. These then coalesced as a 
fixed set of asociations he could employ against the unknown. That irregular gash in the 
snow he just pased could become his ?search alarm? for the Taliban. 
 Thus disruption of paterns (figures 6,7,8) became the primary indicator of change, 
the key emblem of significant stories which to this day helps explain why we instinctively 
scan repeats for the break in the patern and why JM Chernoff  wisely wrote that there is 
power in rhythmic conflict precisely because, ??people are afected and moved.? 
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 Or 
why Ernst Gombrich said, ?...(it) contributed to an impresion of rapid movement because 
we speed up scanning in an efort to grasp the visual array (fig. 5) .? 
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 The 'art' impulse devolves from this forward and back referencing wherein Hansel 
and Gretel decide to leave the crumbs as a memento of their escape so that sinewy path 
becomes both the memory of danger as wel as salvation. The story validates the path as a 
'search alarm' to be employed either as a memory but more usefully as an image should 
they set foot in the forest again. In this way we al enshrine salient asociations in order to 
manage our environment. 
 But scientists are hard presed to acount for the 'imaging' latency and paltry record 
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Africa to produce imagery?  Could this cognitive function have erupted in full bloom as 
many believe by the societal changes implicit in colonization? 
 The plastic stability of objects when viewed through the smal end of a telescope is 
misleading, the context for lives entirely lost and the natural dependence on the 
environment silent.  It is important to remember that 'imaging' need never have been 
suitably stable to function as art. Posterity has litle to do with motive in this early 
impulsive stage, nor does identity and signing one's piece. As the art critic Sidney Tilim 
often warned us at Bennington, ?Don't be so precious about your work.? Eficacy trumped 
durability. 
 In fact, until recently mapping for the Aivilik Inuits was about 'eye memory' first 
and only eventualy and perhaps reluctantly about transferring this paradigm of 
asociations onto a plastic substance, the first one being the snow itself. Acording to 
Claudio Aporta breaking a land trail,  
?...presupposes a deep knowledge of the terrain topography. They must know what 
certain landmarks look like when approached from a particular direction...know the 
wind directions....they must read the snowdrifts correctly.? 
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Friedrich Ratzel was among the first to use this term about the natural geographers in 
Australia whose arid lands and mercurial aquifers forced them to engage in extra thinking 
about markers. For others like the Marshal Islanders whose survival depends on reading 
the nuance of their land, they configured a three dimensional system of salient clues or 
markers that acording to H. de Hutorowicz in ?Maps of Primitive Peoples? remain 
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?They consist of wooden sticks fastened together at various angles with shels and 
smal stones...The position of the sticks give a variety of information, much of 
which is stil obscure, but it is known that they indicate places where the combers 
fal most violently upon the shores.? 
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There is simply no other way to explain these maps as anything but sculpture which begs 
the obvious question that al art is in fact map making: Formulating the esential 
relationships of salience such that it has steadfast readability among people sharing beliefs. 
These beliefs are the same as cognition, where the vagaries of circumstance cannot disrupt 
how we perceive diference.  
For example, we have always needed to identify friends from foes in al light, 
twilight being the most problematic given the shift to rim lighting and partial contours. We 
needed to know that spots on a leopard at dawn were the same at noon. We needed to 
compensate for what Edwin Land described as retinex theory wherein the mercurial 
perception of color in a changing context was cognitively discounted and color constancy 
intelectualy maintained. We needed to know that for venomous snakes, ?Red next to 
black venom lacks but red next to yelow kils a felow,? even if the intense red looks grey 
in the red shift of evening. At some deep cognitive level we needed to construct a reliable 
code to safeguard us in al light. How did we relate this wisdom? 
 To be perfectly frank, there is nothing at al diferent were I to draw the profile of a 
given face by plotting the distance betwen such markers as the nostril and the upper lip, or 
charting the inlet where the ear mets the jaw. I am drawing a 'search alarm', a system of 
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constructively used and does not come in tranches of bad or good. My husband carries 
fixed asociations for my face that spike his synapses in astronomical numbers such that 
asking him to describe it with the limitations of stringing one word after another is a mere 
specter of what he knows since he can find me in a crowd. 
 So walking, the gross motor form of delineation, sets up narrative thinking by 
anchoring this form of cognition to one's personal point of view. This is key in our imaging 
behavior because it triggers a unique dialogue of 'self' versus the environment that is 
conceived as 'other'. This contrasts markedly with perception when we sit or stand with 
chin lifted forward and up. It is the only time we lose our body in our visual periphery. 
Stasis has much to do with extreme distal viewing and the orphaning of our point of view. 
Looking up and out alows for panoramic surveying in which we lose our grounding of 
personal perspective and are flooded with the fear and awe of a larger but unknown 
perspective in which we participate. Again, we are so used to this dichotomy of 
perspectives that we are litle aware of the stealth efect it has on perception. 
 It is doubtful that other animals are so buffeted by this point of view dilema. 
Perhaps a reason is that we balance our head atop a spine without the weight of our jaws or 
brows pulling our glance downward, never freeing us of our own presence. The orifice 
through which it pases caled the Foranem Magnum is positioned among apes in the rear 
requiring strong nape or nucal muscles to hoist the chin up as wel as it can.  
 Our species and only one other extinct relative sports such a central location for 
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shrinking of formerly masive brows and jaws as new cortical mater mased above the 
eyes. The upshot is that our neck muscles needed les power alowing us to raise our chin 
and eyes. We now could look largely forward, outward and even upwards. Yet with this 
came a rude awakening. We finaly had the choice to lose our body framed perspective and 
to float free and semingly unatached into the strange domain we inhabited. 
 In his book Thespis on the origins of theatre, Theodore Gaster referred to this 
generalized natural stage upon which we perform the 'Topocosm': ?The entire complex of 
any given locality conceived as a living organism.? 
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 Thus we get the anthropomorphizing 
of cities and towns as 'he' or 'she', a behavior aptly described by John MacDonald in ?The 
Arctic Sky: Inuit Astronomy, Star Lore and Legend? wherein the Inuits of Igloolik 
determine their enormously vital navigation routes across the ice as,  
 ?...the very arteries and nodes, the topographical anatomy, through which (they) 
 comprehend the totality of their land and aces its life giving resources.? 
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Therefore, our perception of the environment is framed out by our individual physical 
body and personal relativity against an encompasing and projected point of view for this 
other being, the topocosm.  
 Anthropologists cal this a con-substantial relationship which is a very nice term 
but does not adequately addres the awe and angst of this ever frustrating love afair. Enter 
Augustine of Hippo later beatified as Saint Augustine but very much a man of the flesh 
and fully engaged in this batle of self versus the 'living entity' and to such an extent that it 
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these various points of view locked so deeply into our cognitive priming that some might 
even cal it the source of our consciousnes. But it is upon this rich conflict that al imaging 
impulses and 'art' derive. For those urgently required 'search alarms' were a personalized 
means for projecting the behavior of the topocosm. 
 On a very conscious level the environment is a respected adversary. This has a lot 
to bring to our endurance behavior. For instance, we mimic animals we intend to kil in 
order to infiltrate their system which directly increases our respect. Why wouldn't we do 
the same for the physical land we inhabit particularly if we consider it as both adversarial 
and esential? How could we not extol the deer and dog paths we follow or the teltale 
lines of soft ice cracking? How could we not apply the paterns of interlocking vines and 
foliage for our weaving and knotting and building or resurrect in our fashion the trees we 
climb let alone al the beats, decibels and movement that define this strange but al 
encompasing organism? 
 And when we atempt to conscript these motifs for our beneficial use we do it 
across cognitive platforms like playing three dimensional checkers. We convert sound for 
image, touch for form, movement for patern. Bruce Chatwin left Sotheby's UK to  
research this 'thinking' among the Warlpiri Aborigines. For them 'Yiri' or songlines best 
explains their mnemonic device for translating the topocosm into human terms. This is not 
about musical notes writ large but about sound as movement on a grand scale conceived as 
footprint paths throughout their sacred lands. These are their explanations for their 
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?They believe that their land came into being as each ancestor scatered a trail of 
words and musical notes along the line of his or her footprints. This labyrinth of 
invisible pathways which meanders al over Australia is known as songlines...? 
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 Art is as biological an imperative of our survival as is walking, procreation and 
foraging because it has always been a cognitive thought test about triaging escape and 
succes procedures against natural threats and for natural delights. It is a mental proces 
first which is then translated by the inherent clumsines of one's limbs, of material and 
tools and time. This includes intentionaly dragging your toe in the sand or finger through 
ashes; things we certainly did for thousands of years before tackling stable media.  
Given al these limitations we must leave far more on the cognitive plate than we 
can possibly hope to relate thus forcing us to dril down hard on a concept to fashion the 
most efective map: I notice every bump along your chin but I can't draw two lines at once, 
nor speak two words, nor look at two diferent points on your face. I live and create in 
analog and linear mode and this requires me to prioritize.   
 Contrary to Michael Polanyi's oft quoted phrase, ?We know more than we can say? 
suggesting data works as silent or tacit clues towards conscious goals, imaging or 'saying' 
it is truly the culprit here. Siphoning the 10
17-20
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miliseconds 
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of the human brain in a point to point configuring from which any cognitive 
transposition originates makes us momentarily more rather than les aware of those 'silent 
clues' simply because we can't use them al. Atending means rationing in order to throttle 
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 Recollection is an instantaneous proces in this transfer. Because I shift my vision 
away from subject to drawing or from mind's eye to medium, I am in efect remembering 
and smudging al those minute connections. I am therefore, deeply tracking certain 
asociations to the exclusion of others. 
  But not al imaging morphs into art. Nor are al 'alarms' worth remembering. We 
need to know about the cortical inroads carved by varying degrees of shock and salience. 
In other words, we need to know about the emotional impact of perception and why some 
stories, let's say about escape, are made to be remembered and others are merely place 
holders for ambient recollections, in the event of say, ever pasing Red Rooster Restaurant 
again for jumbo fries. 
  There is no answer and never wil be a single explanation for why it is we do this 
or even how because we are an integrated network of so many moving parts just as we are 
the catchal of milions of years of primate evolution; a semingly random but 
indefatigable experiment in adaptability. But the most teling evidence is that we 
responded diferently to the environment because we were able to. We were endowed with 
the equipment that other species perhaps carried but we used best. Erwin Schr?dinger 
elegantly restates the 'use it or lose it' mantra when he explained in his esay on 'Mind and 
Matter': ?Selection would be powerles in producing a new organ if selection were not 
aided al along by the organism's making appropriate use of it.? 
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 We cringed and craved the unknown. Eskimos say, ?Glorious it is when wandering 
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?Wanderings in Spain? that the misfortune of modern life is the ?..want of surprise and the 
absence of al adventure.? 
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 If our lives are primed by constant stimuli as are al creatures, we triage the 
cost/benefit of our responses in order to streamline the work of the day and the expenditure 
of energy. We come to recognize that some 'shocks' are recurrent and non threatening 
stimuli to be safely ignored. They are neutral. We cal this habituation and Eric Kandel has 
pointed out that the synaptic permutations either erode or feather out marginaly. He cals 
this homosynaptic depresion, ?...because the synaptic response was decreased and 
homosynaptic because (it) occurred in the same neural pathway.? 
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 The take away is the characterization of the alarm or stimulus. ?Search alarms? 
were those categorizations of shock stimuli that had survival imperatives most likely on a 
daily basis. They required unbridgeable asociations to predict outcomes. In our 
peregrinations across threatening terrain, in our foraging and our escape from predators 
and in our delight with safety, succor and succes, we triaged stimuli. Kandel cals this 
heterosynaptic sensitization: ?It teaches the animal to atend and respond more vigorously 
to almost any stimulus after having been subjected to a threatening stimulus.? In this case 
the neuron sprouts more connections in order to remember. Clasical conditioning is a 
more electric form of the same where in the coupled stimuli becomes the shock itself. The 
imaging impulse derives, I believe, from the sensitization category. 
 Finaly, we come to the art itself, the fixing of asociations to be read across time 
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It is not the whole story. But to tel that story, to transpose the choices, to literaly get the 
idea out of the brain and physicaly configure the map of these stimuli, we needed 
something that most scholars consider to be the esential characteristic of speech.  
 Syntax is not the exclusive handmaiden of language. Nor is art the handmaiden of 
speech leching off its structure and translating imagery into symbols as many including 
Oliver Sacks, Steven Pinker and Richard Leakey contend. Representation is transposing a 
premise by means of virtualy simultaneous asociating. It is a restrictive driling down of 
point to point selecting that must start and stop somewhere. Choices about importance and 
order, what comes first on down to last is the means by which we 'convince' you of our 
map specificaly because we can't do two things at once.  So we enhance this necesary 
order with parenthetical rephrasings caled recursion. There is simply no other way in our 
finite world and it is in no way diferent than what Frank DeKova in the role of Chief Wild 
Eagle told ?F Troop?: 
 ?Go back same trail you came. Make right turn at big rock look like bear and 
 left turn at bear look like rock.? 
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 This is about fixed relationships with the added informational layer of personal 
relativity such that one ?knows about? salient markers in terms of oneself as the rogue 
coordinate. This is why terrain devoid of bold natural markers nudges pasive ?seing? to  
active 'looking' and then contextual ?seking?. R.C. Gagne explained this for the Eskimo 
language in 'Spatial Concepts in the Eskimo Language' with the three word sentence, 
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crosswise on that end of that slender thing to which I am pointing.? 
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  Everything is 
relative. My Danbury Road is your Brewster Road.  
 Art is dependent on impactful sequencing - syntax. And walking our way out of 
threatening terrain is our most basic and integrated act of syntax. In this same way, story 
teling reveals itself as a progres set up by the thing we do most and beter than other 
creatures. We walk in lines alternating one foot after the other to get us from here to there 
even as our thoughts dart around. But they too are sequenced just as our cognition is 
orchestrated by this sloth like metronome. The memories we keep are insidiously keyed to 
it because we receive sensory inputs and configure thoughts that are laid down by means of 
the concatenation of our steps. Just because we take this for granted does not mean it is not 
there. It is part of our biology, part of the way we input and arrange data in order to 
survive. Who hasn?t said about forgeting something, ?Try and track it back.? 
 Some would say we are the supremely conscious creature. I'd say we are the  
supremely 'narrative' one. What maters to us and how we survive is hinged to the tracks 
we have laid down over thousands if not milions of years, our ancestors pasing along the 
same metered walking that carved out unique pathways and habits in our brains.  
 We think and execute based upon tracking that unfolds over time and 
incrementaly. 'Search alarms' are dependent on this same syntax, asociations that take 
precedence over others such that if they were re-arranged the mesage could not be 
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you found. Our very first search alarms required gravitas but that did not exclude irony and 
even whimsy as efective means to demonstrate useful diferences. 
 These inventions of ours were urgently felt and frustrating to execute as any artist 
can tel you. Even today, they aid us in remembering remarkable stories by becoming place 
holders for them before eventualy signifying them. Ultimately, when the urgency of the 
story recedes the images become penumbral, mere shadows of their former function. As 
such 'art' evolves into the more commonly ascribed signage, metaphor, mementos and 
icons. But it begins here, impulsively, desperately, joyously, seking a path through the 
confounding mystery of the unknown. 
Alexandra Corbin 2009 
1. Rundstrom, Robert A. 1990 A Cultural Interpretation of Inuit Man Acuracy, 
American Geographical Review, 80, 2:155-168 
2. Stewart, Rory, 2006, The Places in Between , Harcourt 
3. Chernoff, JM, 1979,  African Rhythm and African Sensibility: Aesthetics and Social 
Action in African Musical Idioms, Chicago, Univ. of Chicago Pres, p.160 
4. Adams, Monni, 1989, Beyond Symmetry in Middle African Design, African 
Arts,UCLA, 23,1:37 
5. Aporta, Claudio, Routes, Trails and Tracks:Trail Breaking among the Inuit of 
Igllolik, Centre Interuniversitaire d'Etudes et de Recherches Autochtones, Quebec 
6. Hutorowicz, H. De, 1911, Maps of Primitive Peoples, Bulletin of the American 
Geographical Society 43:669-79 
7. Gaster, Theodore H. 1961, Thespis, Garden City, Anchor Pres 
8. MacDonald, John, 2000, The Arctic Sky:Inuit Astronomy, Star Lore and Legend,  
The Roay Ontario Museum 
9. Krause, Kerri Le, O'Brien, Dan,  2001, Adolescent Second Language Writers in 
China, Research on Sociocultural Influences on Motivation and Learning ed. by 
McInerney & Van Eten:Chapter 12  
10. any difer on this. It is also often quoted that we posses over 50 diferent types 
of neurons and perform over 20 milion operations per second. 
11. Schrodinger, Erwin, 1992 ?Mind and Matter? Cambridge Pres, p. 113 
12. Gautier, Theophile, 1853 Wanderings in Spain,  
 
  
 
 
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13. Kandel, Eric,  2006 In Search of Memory, New York, WW Norton 
14. 'F-Troop' 1966, episode 19 directed by Gene Reynolds, Frank De Kova as Chief 
Wild Eagle 
15. Gagne, R.C. 1968, Spatial Concepts in the Eskimo Language, Valentine and Vale 
editors, Eskimo of the Canadian Arctic, Toronto, pp 30-38 Quoted by Judith 
Kleinfeld , 1971, in her study Visual Memory in Eskimo Children,, Canadian 
journal of Native Education, 11,3:134 
 
Figures: 
 
1. Grafiti by New York 79 
2. Carved wooden stern of 19
th
 century Maori war canoe 
3. ?Rebbelib? ? Marshal Islands Stick Chart or map 
4. Da Vinci?s Vitruvian Man or The Canon of Proportions 
5. Kuba Cloth, South Eastern Congo 
6. Thar Desert ( Great Indian Desert) 
7. Tracks in the snow 
8. Tundra Snow formations and paterns 
 
  
 
 
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