Why 17th-Century Maps Still Make Me Blissfully Lost
Why 17th-Century Maps Still Make Me Blissfully Lost Saturday, 9:12 a.m., an auction room that smells like dust and lemon oil. Lot 147 sits under a lamp: a sea-stained chart with a tear right where the unknown begins. I lift the corner; chain lines flicker like ribs under thin skin. If I’m wrong, I lose … Read more