Art doesn’t get better than this. For the ghost ship look, use white. For a more classic look, use blue. For a real supertanker ghost ship look, make the car white and […]
The Art of the Tarp
The Price of De-Indigenizing the Land
While talking about Cascadia the other night, I was asked: how can accepting Indigenous principles of land use… Earth Feeding Wasp …possibly help a world of 8 billion people, all hungry and […]
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 […]
And the Salmon Come Too
The twisted, reaching trees… … from whom we learned our bodies … … reflect in the water, just as we reflect in them. And there in the mind and all the deep […]
The Power of Cascadia
The trees of Cascadia are ancient, yet so new compared to the mountains… yet it is the mountains, living, that the trees watch. St. Elias Mountains, Cascadia These change power the biogregion. […]
Winter Comes to Northern Cascadia
As you descend from the alpine hemlock zone towards the St. Elias Mountains on the Haines Highway, Cascadia reveals itself. Farther south, this meeting of energies would give shrub steppe, sagebrush and […]
A Lesson From Iceland
Not everything is about settler culture… … and its failures… A Canadian Outpost in Vernon, Cascadia … and all cultures hold an indigenous heart. Any Celt Knows What to Do Among the […]
Cascadia, the Unified Country
Ah, the cedars of Cedar Falls! Such a beautiful coastal landscape. The rainforest! The great green land! Wondrous. Look again. These are one landscape. That is Cascadia.
Let’s Set the Delicious Apocalyptic Dream of Settler Culture to Rest
“Settler Colonialism” is a serious thing. In fact, in North America it is one of the most serious things of all. It should be handled carefully, like the toxic nuclear waste it […]
Reading Lorna Crozier’s Wolves: An Exercise in Cascadian
Here’s a poem from the great Canadian poet, Lorna Crozier, who has spent most of her working career in Cascadia. That refined achievement is about as Cascadian as you can get if […]
