"Memory as the revel of physical bonds. Memory as a space broken into by time. Memory as the morning dew of places. Memory as the electrical map of traces. In Jennifer K. Dick’s Circuits, memory inks the pathways of reading into—as in...
more"Memory as the revel of physical bonds. Memory as a space broken into by time. Memory as the morning dew of places. Memory as the electrical map of traces. In Jennifer K. Dick’s Circuits, memory inks the pathways of reading into—as in rereading ourselves, as in remembering our bodies, as in rewriting the earthbound motherboard. A procedural tour de force—both an inhabitation and absorption of neurologist George Johnson’s seminal In the Palaces of Memory—Dick’s Circuits seeks the physical pulse that links information to duration. Turkish spices, clatter of China, there’s a story to be told about the mapping of the brain, meaning Lynch, Cooper, Johnson, meaning love, Paris, Northampton, meaning enzymes in mutiny, chemicals with Kinase C. Language comes to rescue the mouth from obscurity: “A particle and its physics explains why candles were the roads and parks emptied, blurring up the slick-with-guilt.” Turns out nothing is obscure and everything’s connected; theory is alive in the substance of the wiring, and Jennifer K. Dick is writing the code." Matthew Cooperman
