Sitting in my window seat for years’ worth of mornings, gazing and wondering at the next ridge over, I found myself with psychogeographic urges before I knew what psychogeography was.

I wanted to experience the land as those who first inhabited this place did – without the map overlay of streets and highway, property lines, electric and sewer and water infrastructure.  I wanted to walk from my ridge to the next ridge over, ignoring the legal and social parameters that govern the way we move through our places.

And so I did. With Chris Luessen, Cincinnati artist, photographer, and fellow psychogeographer.

Spring 2014