syn·es·the·sia
Synesthesia is a perceptual condition of mixed sensations: a stimulus in one sensory modality (e.g., hearing) involuntarily elicits a sensation/experience in another modality (e.g. vision). Likewise, perception of a form (e.g., a letter) may induce an unusual perception in the same modality (e.g. a color).
Here is hoping the word is the correct one for a rather profound experience. While down in Detroit I took it upon myself to explore a little, find that urban decay so many speak of. Akin to an experience in Cuba Cuba experience I hoped I would be able to delve a little deeper than the superficial visions often photographed. Where to start? What to consider? All this while creating a plan on the fly! Safety, open mind just a couple of thoughts that flowed through my mind as I approached some of the buildings. All together a harder task than I initially thought, however one I will continue to pursue.
Illustrating the word. While diving we used an example of synesthesia in jest when we came upon a huge lobster asking if one could smell the garlic and taste the butter.
On to the relevance of the word as it applies to my Detroit experience.
I came upon an apparently abandoned building that seemed to tell a story of the areas history. It was a warehouse style building with a lot of windows. With not a soul in site I started toward the building. All the while stopping to capture the view before me. As I approached the front door, which I must add I had no intention of entering, this loud persistent clanging started. Looking up at the windows I expected to see a face, nothing! I turned to walk away and the clanging stopped. I stopped to take a few more exterior images and it started again. I raised my hand in a friendly greeting, lowering my camera and it stopped. While this was going on I was shooting from the hip so to speak. Creepy, eerie you name it, a fairly daunting experience. Moving back to my car I got in relieved to be done and leaving.
Still why synesthesia. Well this came later, some days later as I was sifting through the images. I scanned the numerous windows for a glimpse of someone who had been looking at me, no one there. Then I opened one particular image and the sound of the clanging repeated itself like it was occurring at the moment. The other images sure have the connection, however not nearly as vivid as this one. There you go, synesthesia. So in closing I guess I could photograph more apple pies in the hopes one will trigger a taste sensation of how good grandma’s used to be.











