Aphantasia: Not Everyone Can Picture Things
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I can navigate fine. I can't draw well, but I could roughly draw a map of my house or neighborhood. I'd do so by starting with one specific point (say the front door of my house) and sort of incrementally thinking about what's adjacent to it as I might pan my field of view around. Move into the kitchen and it's "ok, there's the fridge, and next to that is the counter, and there's a coffee maker, and next to that is the stove". I know the fridge is stainless steel, the counter is marble, the stove is black, it has four knobs, there's more counter, then the sink, etc. But I don't think I "see" or "visualize" any of that. I certainly don't visualize colors or reflections. My car has two different colors (blue and grey Honda Element), but despite looking at it many times a day, I couldn't tell you in much detail which parts are which colors.
I'm still not 100% sure if I'm misunderstanding what it means to "picture" something, but the more I read about aphantasia the more convinced I am that I have it. The idea of visualizing something is completely foreign to me. Even simple shapes. If you say "picture a triangle" I don't feel like I "see" anything, even though I can explain what a triangle is and draw one.
'Coleridge’s famous and mysterious poem [Kubla Khan] was written, probably, in the autumn of 1797. According to a note written at the bottom of the one manuscript that survives (it is in the British Library) Coleridge was taken ill at a farmhouse, presumably while out walking; and he took some opium to quell the pain. Opium has an exotic or transgressive tang to a modern reader, but it was the pain-killer freely available in Coleridge’s day: he didn’t take the drug to provoke a dream vision, but that (so he claims) is what happened, ‘in a sort of Reverie.’