In a time when maps were not just paper but companionly beasts, one could ask—how does one imprint leave footprints? The cartographers of yore had their work cut out, as they diligently sketched the roads of the untraveled and uncharted territories of the common.
If maps could talk, they'd complain about being read and reread, their lines crumpled by the hands of eager explorers who mistake the derivative for the original.
Rummage through our cartography archives with utmost caution. We advise avoiding the Wilderness Section—unless you fancy yourself a contemporary Robinson.
For further expedition into the misunderstandings of cartographic art, see our exhibit on Asymmetric Illusions.