Here’s a lovely correspondence. First, the magpie nest. Well, two nests. Lovely wooden moons in the trees. And then the porcupine in a mountain ash in a dry creaked high on the […]
Magpie and Porcupine and the Moon in the Grassland
Towards a New Cartography 6: A Living Map of Water
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 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 […]
Repaired post! Towards a New Cartography: Part 3, The Strength of Oral Story-Telling
A map is a device for locating oneself in space. Here’s an old map of early Okanogan County. Obviously, a map also orients one in time. Note as well, that the map […]
Towards a New Cartography, Part 2: Canada is not the Land…yet
The land has stories. To say “Hawk hunting chickadees on the edge of The Vineyard at the Rise in Vernon” is not the land’s story. That is the story of a mapped […]
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 […]
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 […]
Alive in the World: Beyond Poetry and Science
The sun rises in the east? No, not really. It materializes in the fog. Sure, objectively, the earth turns, and there the sun is, ta da, but, seriously, look: But is it […]
The Three Bodies of Song Sparrow Singing Away
The whole idea of separating life into a taxonomy of species misses connection. A little water, some sage brush hills, a lone siya? and some Douglas firs peaking over from the Head […]
