Anyone
who has made a physical object from scratch- a clock, a birdhouse, a fixture,
has likely constructed a monologue of lines, an autographic conversation of
drawings, scribbled notations, and question marks. These esoteric notes that
emerge from the process of fabrication are emblematic of the author, the maker.
They
provide information, but only for the initiated. Whereas the blueprint or machine
shop schematic is crucially, intentionally, clear-cut and subscribing to
industry standards, the maker's scrawl is personal and confounding to the
outsider. This is because only the information outside of the creator's head
needs to be worked out.
Notes to myself for machining a quick part |
When
one is skilled in a given craft or trade, a great deal of the process is
absorbed in tacit knowledge. Hardly a conscious thought is required, much less
a written phrase or diagram. For the most seasoned maker, the details may only
amount to a jotted line or two, more for reassurance than necessity. For the newcomer, the notations may be
extensive- crossed out, revised, underlined and boldfaced. In this extensive if slapdash script, one can
read the rough outlines of what it means to grapple with a spatial problem. I find
these notations fascinating both for their unmodified honesty and their incidentally
captured history. They are the fabricator's equivalent of a diary, capturing
their fleeting thought process as well as the technological/theoretical milieu of
their time.
By
showing the human element of invention, the struggle, we see more clearly the
connections between our past and present.