
If you were to walk up this draw in the Similkameen, you would meet a few of the Earth’s faces at the toes of these interlocked ridges, pass by them in story, […]
If you were to walk up this draw in the Similkameen, you would meet a few of the Earth’s faces at the toes of these interlocked ridges, pass by them in story, […]
I have been asked how pre-modern experience … Buffalo Eddy can relate to post-modern experience. Disturbed Doe It would be a pleasure to just be able to say, hey, they are the […]
Because the mountains recede in waves… … in the Similkameen… … when they don’t, they stand out, even when they are within this language of bodies. Note the cultural markings on this […]
Right, so yesterday I proposed that we can read the earth as a language built upon her bones, which divide horizontally into time and vertically into narrative and breakage. I also suggested […]
Taking away the leaves and showiness, and the sun reflecting in a white glare off of the scales of her limbs, and what is a saskatoon? Just look at her palette, from […]
You know how I showed you Sen’klip (aka Coyote) the other day? Yes? No? Yip yip? Yap yap? No matter, he’s such a handsome guy he’s worth having another look-see. What a […]
Ah, Yellow Jacket and Ant had a fight long ago, and just would not stop, no matter how much the trickster Iceyeeye (Coyote) tried to get them to stop. So, in frustration he turned them […]
Mother Earth has often been equated with womanly power. That’s not really it. Here she is above the Clearwater River in Nez Perce Country, lying on her back, with her arms outstretched […]
This morning, I showed an image of the mouth of Asotin Creek, where the Moray Eels used to spawn in the Snake River grasslands, in the far west of Washington, before the […]
How long has this crow been flying at the mouth of the Snake River Canyon? Dunno. Here he is from the other side of the hill. I wonder how […]