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Posted: Thu Mar 13th, 2008 05:15 pm |
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Sensual. Sensory. Senses. Sensitive. Nonsense. Let's write, focusing on the senses. Take a few minutes to prepare.
Clear a space on your desk.
I want you to include SIGHT – SOUND – TASTE – TOUCH and SCENT in the flash today. Some of these will come into play when you are pausing for thought.
Try and make all the sensory things you include reflect that mood.
Touch – have something you can feel when you need to. If you are in a romantic mood, perhaps a silk scarf or something velvet. If you are in a more critical rant mood, a stone, or sandpaper. Be creative…maybe a marshmallow.
Smell - Light a scented candle or incense - put some cinnamon near by, perhaps a bulb of garlic or a moth ball. Or douse yourself with your favorite perfume, or the perfume your mother in law got you that you hate. Maybe, the scent of a lover. A t-shirt that smells of her or him or them.
Taste – something you can periodically taste. Lemon drops, scotch, mints, pretzels, black licorice, coffee with cinnamon…a garlic bulb.
Visual – put something that matches your mood where you can see it. A picture of someone you love, your favorite painting, a crystal, a painting you hate.
Sound. Be creative.
Lastly…and perhaps most importantly. SYNESTHESIA syn-es-the-sia n. Physiol. Sensation produced at a point other than or remote from the point of stimulation, as of a color from hearing a certain sound (fr. Gk, syn = together + aisthesis = to perceive).
Does your favorite book smell like textured circles? Do you think you are the same age as the cerulean blue, steadfast, brotherly, male number 4? Do you dislike the personality of your bedroom’s doorframe? Do you see white when you stub your toe? Does the odor of road tar taste salty? Does Sting's voice look like golden spheres? Synesthesia literally refers to the fact that in some animals, a stimulus in one sense modality involuntarily elicits a sensation/experience in another sense modality. An example of this would be the taste of lemon visually evoking the color blue. The elicited synesthetic experience does not replace the normal experience but instead always adds to it.
Play with this. Write a page, or five or a scene or launch yourself into a full length pony.
Post in the feedback section under your own thread for comments, and make sure to comment on other.
On your mark. Get set. Orange!
Paddy
Last edited on Thu Mar 13th, 2008 05:16 pm by Paddy
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Posted: Thu Mar 13th, 2008 06:07 pm |
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Good grief! I must have the senses of a rock. I still have no idea what you and kato are talking about.
:>(~Edd
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Posted: Thu Mar 13th, 2008 06:45 pm |
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My break starts on 3/22 -- until then I still have midterms and a paper due --
so I will need an extension on this until that date.
Great experiment.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13th, 2008 07:48 pm |
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Edd, I believe what you have is insynesthasia. It is rare condition where you taste tastes, smell smells, see sights, and feel feelings. Exotic and bizarre, a terrible affliction for those who work in all night diners, but tolerable enough for playwrights.
Basso ;)
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mac Member

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Posted: Fri Mar 14th, 2008 12:08 pm |
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wow, paddy ... that's an amazing exercise. i need to make the time to do this one.
the first thought that came to my mind as i read this is that whenever i smell diesel exhaust, i hear the music of the Dominican Republic. i lived there for a semester in undergrad, and have had this happen ever since that time.
thanks!
mac
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Posted: Fri Mar 28th, 2008 03:22 am |
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| I cannot do this exercise because of the sound of the oatmeal rustling in my brain.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20th, 2008 09:53 pm |
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Orange: I need to either eat the orange that is in the bowl with the garlic or I need to throw it out. Because of its hermetic shell casing an orange will last longer than other fruit. I leave oranges in my lunch pouch on occasion for a week. Sometimes it is still edible. Maybe I will eat this particular orange in the garden when it gets warmer outside. The taste of an orange is the only taste that bears the same name of the fruit itself. An orange is the only smell that carries the same name as the fruit. Taste and color are intrinsic to an orange, one might say. One can smell an orange in the room. No other fruit can compare. There is an orange fragrance in Florida and California, where entire streets smell of orange blossoms. An orange slice is made like a package that neatly folds out of the shell of the fruit, unless you have long fingernails, and then the juice squirts all over your sweater. An orange is the perfect package. One cannot hear a orange, however, not if it is stationary. I love orange juice, or O.J., and loved it before the former football player took the name of the juice I used to drink. Orange is my favorite color, especially when the Broncos are winning, though the Orange Crush is more like the Orange Slush these days, and the orange logo is little more than a quarter moon. And orange joke:
Knock, knock:
"Who's there?
Orange:
"Orange, who?"
Orange you gonna let me in?
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Posted: Tue Apr 22nd, 2008 01:06 pm |
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| HM. Maybe I should think oranges and the neurons would re-o-range themselves into an effluvium of creative synesthaesia. Right now, all I am getting is oatmeal sludge.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22nd, 2008 03:17 pm |
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Will,
Not to worry. Maybe your Muse is away on vacation. Or, sometimes the neurons are not in season yet.
Tiger
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Posted: Wed Apr 23rd, 2008 12:46 am |
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Don't think oatmeal will sprout, in or out of season.
The muse abandoned me. " I can't make oranges out of oatmeal," he said.
But thanks anyway.
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