Here’s a traditional map: It is a map for travelling between cities and towns. Here’s a different kind of map, the government’s tourism photo of Kalamalka Lake, on the south shore of […]
Towards a New Cartography 6: A Living Map of Water
Towards a New Cartography 5: Mapping the Left and Right Brain
Can we map land and water like this? If we reversed it, it would be a different map, like this: This profound difference would, I think, be honest. It would reflect how […]
Towards a New Cartography 4: Mapping Energy and Temporal Systems on a Visual Poetry Model
I was reading The Economist, when I chanced upon a review of Chigozie Obioma’s novel An Orchestra of Minorities, a love story (gone wrong) about a chicken farmer in Nigeria. The review was accompanied by this […]
Towards a New Cartography: Introduction
This week, I’d like to look at how we might extend the notion of map-making to read the environment in ways that release opportunities that are currently blocked by contemporary maps. In […]
The Beauty of Ice
Okanagan Lake is a deep inland fjord … …135 kilometres long… …full of a molten glacier 12,000 years old. The body of this glacier … … is composed of myriads of molten […]
Peach Harvest at 19 Below
Slim pickings. Migration has its fine points.
Bamboo? Shoo!
Canada is a place that buys bamboo sticks and rods and posts and stakes from China so we can hold up our tomato plants and gladioli and other fine and lovely things […]
Where Did You Say the Sun Rose?
In this deep inland fjord, it’s often the case that the sun that elsewhere (so I am told) rises in the East actually first shows itself in the west, as you can […]
Abuse of Government Funds in Okanagan Orchards
The price of industrialization is often hidden, but sometimes it’s out in the open. Here is a nursery within a new apple orchard. These trees would have been grafted under a government […]
Weed Planet
When “nature” is a collection of weeds, one might think that colonialism was complete and that we are living in the end times. Weeds, smoke mixed into the winter fog, the morning […]
