“Where is the wisÂdom we have lost in knowlÂedge? Where is the knowlÂedge we have lost in inforÂmaÂtion?,” asked T.S. Eliot in lines from his play “The Rock.” His preÂscient descripÂtion of the dawnÂing inforÂmaÂtion age has inspired data sciÂenÂtists and their disÂsenters for decades. ThirÂty-six years after Eliot’s prophetÂic lament over “EndÂless invenÂtion, endÂless experÂiÂment,” futurÂist Alvin TofÂfler described the effects of inforÂmaÂtion overÂload in his book Future Shock, and though many of his preÂdicÂtions haven’t aged well, his “progÂnoÂsis,” writes Fast ComÂpaÂny, “was more accuÂrate than not.” Among his many “TofÂflerisms” is one I believe Eliot would appreÂciÂate: “The illitÂerÂate of the future will not be the perÂson who canÂnot read. It will be the perÂson who does not know how to learn.”
Indeed, the expoÂnenÂtial accuÂmuÂlaÂtion of data and inforÂmaÂtion, and the incredÂiÂble amount of ready access would make both men’s heads spin. InterÂnet archives grow vaster and vaster, their conÂtents an embarÂrassÂing richÂness of the world’s treaÂsures, and a perÂhaps even greater store of its obscuÂriÂties. Each week, it seems, we bring you news of one or two more open access dataÂbasÂes filled with images, texts, films, recordÂed music. It can indeed be dizzyÂing. And of all the archives I’ve surÂveyed, used in my own research, and preÂsentÂed to Open CulÂture readÂers, none has seemed to me vaster than EuroÂpeana ColÂlecÂtions, a porÂtal of “48,796,394 artÂworks, arteÂfacts, books, videos and sounds from across Europe,” sourced from well over 100 instiÂtuÂtions such as The EuroÂpean Library, EurophoÂto, the NationÂal Library of FinÂland, UniÂverÂsiÂty ColÂlege Dublin, Museo Galileo, and many, many more, includÂing conÂtriÂbuÂtions from the pubÂlic at large. Where does one begin?
In such an enorÂmous wareÂhouse of culÂturÂal hisÂtoÂry, one could begin anyÂwhere and in an instant come across someÂthing of interÂest, such as the stunÂning colÂlecÂtion of Art NouÂveau posters like that fine examÂple at the top, “CerÂcle ArtÂsÂtique de SchaerÂbeek,” by HenÂri PriÂvat-LiveÂmont (from the PlandiuÂra ColÂlecÂtion, courÂtesy of Museu Nacional d’Art de Catalynya, Barcelona). One might enter any one of the availÂable interÂacÂtive lessons and coursÂes on the hisÂtoÂry of World War I or visÂit some of the many exhibits on the periÂod, with letÂters, diaries, phoÂtographs, films, offiÂcial docÂuÂments, and war proÂpaÂganÂda. One might stop by the virÂtuÂal exhibÂit, “PhoÂtogÂraÂphy on a SilÂver Plate,” a fasÂciÂnatÂing hisÂtoÂry of the mediÂum from 1839–1860, or “RecordÂing and PlayÂing Machines,” a hisÂtoÂry of exactÂly what it sounds like, or a gallery of the work of Swiss painter Jean Antoine Linck. All of the artiÂfacts have source and licensÂing inforÂmaÂtion clearÂly indiÂcatÂed.
The posÂsiÂbilÂiÂties may litÂerÂalÂly be endÂless, as the colÂlecÂtion conÂtinÂues to expand at a rate far beyond the abilÂiÂty of any one perÂson, or team of peoÂple, or entire research instiÂtute of peoÂple to match. It is easy to feel adrift in such a dataÂbase as this, which stretchÂes on like a BorÂgeÂsian library, offerÂing room after endÂless room of visuÂal splenÂdor, docÂuÂmenÂtaÂtion, and interÂpreÂtaÂtion. It is also easy to make disÂcovÂerÂies, to meet peoÂple, stumÂble upon art, hear music, see phoÂtographs, learn hisÂtoÂries you would nevÂer have encounÂtered if you knew what you were lookÂing for and knew exactÂly how to find it. Eliot warned us—and rightÂly so—of the danÂgers of inforÂmaÂtion overÂload. But he neglectÂed, in his puriÂtanÂiÂcal way, to describe the pleaÂsures, the minor epiphaÂnies, the hapÂpy chance occurÂrences affordÂed us by the ever-expandÂing sea of inforÂmaÂtion in which we swim. One can learn to navÂiÂgate it, one can drift aimÂlessÂly, and one can, simulÂtaÂneÂousÂly, feel immenseÂly overÂwhelmed.
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Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness