On [:] Synaesthesia | Alexander R. Luria, 1968

Mel Bochner, Money, 2015

“It is no wonder that S.’s memories of early childhood were incomparably richer than ours. For his memory was never transformed into an apparatus for reshaping reminiscences into words, which is what happens to others of us at a fairly early age. Rather, his memory continued to summon up spontaneously images that formed part of an early period of awareness.”

“To this day, I can’t escape from seeing colors when I hear sounds. What first strikes me is the color of someone’s voice. Then it fades off…for it does interfere. If , say, a person says something, I see the word; but should another person’s voice break in, blurs appear. These creep into the syllables of the words and I can’t make out what of being said.”

Alexander R. Luria, The Mind of a Mnemonist, 1968