Glimpses of Psychogeography

For one of my assignments in Creative Nonfiction workshop, we did an exercise called psychogeography, the short version of which is that you take a map of the city, superimpose some arbitrary route on it (in my case, the tracing of a head conform of a 19th-century Scottish artist), then walk that route and see what strikes your fancy to write about. Here are some images i took in that walk and also in my neighborhood.

Regents Bridge, atop which i was reminded that what looks like a cross-street on a map of this city sometimes just involves jumpung off a bridge or rethinking your route. Clearly i chose the latter.

A once-common sight, i realized when i rounded a corner and saw this telephone pole bristling with lines that they are almost extinct now.

Outside the pawnbrokers on Frederick Street.

Grafitti behind Waverley Station.

Innis & Gunn with a glass of Dalmore 18. I love Scotland.

MacMansions, or rather the 19th century stone Scots version thereof.

Love the wee turret!

This city is full of doors and gates that seem they must lead to secret gardens or magical worlds.

My favorite house at the corner of Spylaw and Gillesland. If money were no object, i would contact the owner and ask how much £££ i'd have to pay them to sell me this house right here. This image shows the second and third storeys of the front.