“Images, memories, fragmentary shapes and forms all those sensations, visions, half-thoughts that appear and disappear in the wink of an eye, as one sets forth to meet.... The path also disappears as I think of it, as I say it.” ThinkingEyeFormMemoriesHalfVisionPathShapesDisappearSensations Book:The Monkey Grammarian Source: The Monkey Grammarian
“All my early memories are of forms and shapes and textures. Moving through and over the West Riding landscape with my father in his car, the hills were sculptures; the roads defined the form. Above all, there was the sensation of moving physically over the contours of fullnessess and concavities, through hollows and over peaks - feeling, touching, seeing, through mind and hand and eye. This sensation has never left me. I, the sculptor, am the landscape. I am the form and the hollow, the thrust and the contour.” MindArtFeelingsHandsEyeMovingFormFatherLeftMemoriesSeeingCarShapesWestDefinedHillsLandscapeSensationsTouchingRidingSculptureHollowTextureThrustSculptors Book:A Pictorial Autobiography Source: A Pictorial Autobiography
“Pop music can get inside us and enter our memory bubbles. It provides those true Proustian moments, unlocking sensations, unlocking our imaginations. Music inspired me as a filmmaker.” MomentsImaginationMemoriesInspiredPopsFilmmakerSensationsBubblesOur MemoriesPop MusicUnlocking Author:Todd Haynes
“My childhood memories seem to be wreathed in the twin and far from harmonious olfactory sensations of patchouli oil and caustic soda.” SeemsMemoriesChildhoodOilSensationsTwinsHarmoniousChildhood MemoriesSodaCausticPatchouli Author:Hamish Bowles
“Any young boy can nowadays explain human flight - mechanistically: " ... and to climb you shove the throttle all the way forward and pull back just a little on the stick. ... " One might as well explain music by saying that the further over to the right you hit the piano the higher it will sound. The makings of a flight are not in the levers, wheels, and pedals but in the nervous system of the pilot: physical sensations, bits of textbook, deep-rooted instincts, burnt-child memories of trouble aloft, hangar talk.” WayHumansWellsChildrenLittlesMightYoungBitsSoundMemoriesBoysTroubleHigherSticksInstinctFlightNervousPianoWheelsClimbsAviationSensationsPilotsRootedTextbooksNervous SystemLeversPedalsWay ForwardThrottle Author:Wolfgang Langewiesche
“One of the things I do when I'm very stressed out and I can't get out and I need to do something, I just close my eyes and try to remember what it was like to be in space and to float around. And that sort of brings back all of those good sensations and good memories, and it helps me to get through the day.” NeedsTryingI CanHelpingEyeRememberMemoriesSpaceHelp MeSensationsFloatsStressedGood MemoriesStressed Out Author:Anousheh Ansari
“Painting is the most beautiful of all arts. In it, all sensations are condensed, at its aspect everyone may create romance at the will of his imagination, and at a glance have his soul invaded by the most profound memories, no efforts of memory, everything summed up in one moment. Complete art which sums up all the others and completes them.” MayArtSoulMomentsBeautifulRomanceImaginationMemoriesEffortPaintingAspectProfoundSensationsGlances Author:Paul Gauguin
“Though infested with many bewildering anomalies, photographs are considered our best arbiters between our visual perceptions and the memory of them. It is not only their apparent 'objectivity' that grants photographs their high status in this regard, but our belief that in them, fugitive sensation has been laid to rest.” Has BeensBeliefMemoriesPerceptionRegardPhotographVisualsGrantsSensationsObjectivityFugitiveAnomaliesArbiterVisual Perception Book:Photography & Fascination: Essays Source: Photography & Fascination: Essays
“You got to get away from words if you want to understand any animal. It thinks in pictures, it thinks in smells, it thinks in touch sensations - little sound bites like, it's a very detailed memory.” IfsThinkingWantLittlesSoundMemoriesAnimalSmellGet AwaySensationsBitesSound Bites Author:Temple Grandin