Look how simple these high European landscapes are, how swept by the sea, how chewed by cows, how much the earth has been given over to the sky. Now, compare with the […]
Look how simple these high European landscapes are, how swept by the sea, how chewed by cows, how much the earth has been given over to the sky. Now, compare with the […]
Yes, they can deliver light, as these grasses do… … but they can’t translate it into photons, which can be stripped away to move the light across time, using the medium of […]
The bud closes over next springs flowers and leaves, and holds them through the cold. The saskatoon bush is their opening. It is all flower. So are we.
These plants have gone wild from a garden above them. Not one is native here. They are native to Eastern North America. To survive in its illusion of seasons, White culture requires […]
This is russian thistle in her glory. Look at her climb a ladder of carbon to the sun, with precisely placed synapses to receive the wind. The colour of her sepals (not […]
The european fern meets the Plateau sage. They enter the cold together. One holds below the ground. One holds in the sky. To both, the cold is nothing. As you can see, […]
Thoreau called images like the ones below “autumnal”. He described the ripeness of such leaves at great length. He called them fruits. Keats did much the same. He called them mellow fruitfulness, on the […]
This is not story telling. It is bodies. This is story telling. It is about turning away from bodies towards artificial ones. Is art an invasive species?
Ah, Autumn! Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness. And one lone Bramley hanging out with her friends. The front garden beside them is putting on a fall show. Vetch is dragging the old […]
Here’s Okanagan Lake, an over-deepened fjord lake full of fossil water just down from my house. It’s the remnant of a much deeper lake, called Glacial Lake Penticton. The top of the green […]