This is the second part of the answer to a question of how adopting Indigenous land use protocols can help the Earth. The first is here: The Price of De-Indigenizing the Land. […]
Come to My Cascadia Show at the Kelowna Library, January 30th at 5:30 pm.
Cascadia: The Once and Future Utopia I’ve been hard at work, putting ten years of explorations of Cascadia into a beautiful presentation. It is an honour to be asked by Okanagan Express […]
What if History Were Not Over? I Mean, for the Kids’ Sake
History is the study of what has happened in the past. But what if the Big Sage below, weighted with snow, were history instead? There comes a point where the inner heat […]
Cross Dressing Snow Man Meets the Earth
Here’s a bit of spontaneous sculpture along the Gray Canal, leftover from some kind of New Year’s Celebration. Note the discarded noise maker. Here’s another bit of spontaneous sculpture, on the […]
Taking a Second Look: It is Not Erosion
This is how we change the world. We change the world. Mullein Changing the World on Some Crushed Gravel Leftover from Road-Building This is going on across the slope of a gravel […]
Sheltering on the Open Range
Well, you can shelter in the strength of the Earth and shelter as well in how you read that as the balance that is often called beauty. Or you can shelter from it […]
Terracide
If you lock all your people into cars, roads, schools, restaurants, stores and jobs, you can get away with murder. What I mean is, you can have all your people working together […]
The Mountain and the British Colony
A decade after fire, in the pink dawn light after a skiff of snow, Terrace Mountain reveals its story. This story is not new, only new to us, who have known it […]
Okanagan Landscaping the Hard Way
All last year, I watched this house go up. No expense was spared. Now, a year after breaking ground, the shrubberies are going in. Notice their compost mandalas! Nice, eh! The gravel […]
The Loneliness of Sunrise
At sunrise, the light reflects off empty windows that are set up, nonetheless, for the view. Every night, it’s like this, this loneliness and vulnerability. This emptiness. Don’t worry about me. […]
