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My arts installation on synethesia which is from the ancient Greek σύν (syn), "together," and αἴσθησις (aisthēsis), "sensation," is a neurologically based condition in which stimulation of one sensory or cognitive pathway leads to automatic, involuntary experiences in a second sensory or cognitive pathway.[1][2][3][4] People who report such experiences are known as synesthetes.
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Synesthesia
condition stimulation
evokes the sensation of another
hearing sound
visualization color
sensation felt
one part of the body
stimulus applied
pain
memory-like sleep state
sensation of sound and image
I am aware
experience feelings
extreme heaviness
immobile
underwater
I can breathe
through the lens of a camera
blurred with Vaseline
potato-like
toothpick-like
image
full of mass
thick
heavy
thin
small and lightweight
feelings of paralysation
I cannot move my arms or legs
breathing slows down
not breathing
eyes are closed
open to see
image of my childhood
age of 8room I slept in
images in front
wallpaper
windowless
borderless
dark and starry fortress
Floating in water
a weightless gravity
I cannot move
outside of my head
distance
penetrate my soul
vibrations
makes sense
make no sense
overlap
a voidfeeling
emotion
trance-like
syn·es·the·sia / syn·aes·the·sia (sĭn'ĭs-thē'zhə)
n.
A condition in which one type of stimulation evokes the sensation of another, as when the hearing of a sound produces the visualization of a color.
A sensation felt in one part of the body as a result of stimulus applied to another, as in referred pain.
the image Through a memory-like sleep state I am
aware of sensation of sound and image.
I experience feelings of extreme heaviness, almost immobile, as if underwater, yet I can breathe.
As if looking through the lens of a camera, blurred with Vaseline, I see a potato-like and toothpick-like image lying beside each other.
Something full of mass, thick and heavy.
Yet something thin, small and lightweight.
I experience feelings of paralysation.
I cannot move my arms or legs.
My breathing slows down as if I’m not breathing at all.
My eyes are closed, yet they are open to see.
the image
the environment
Behind the images in front of me a yellow and white checkerboard wallpaper.
An image of my childhood in the room I slept in around the age of 8.
Above a windowless, borderless, dark and starry fortress surrounds me.
the environment
I am floating in water. Almost like weightless gravity, but I cannot move.
the environment
the sound The sounds are outside of my head, but not in the
distance.
They penetrate my soul through vibrations.
My brain makes sense of them – though they make no sense. Sounds begin to overlap.
It is a void, but not devoid of feeling or emotion,
as the sounds evoke a kind of trance-like status.