Fragments of Memory to Feather Your Nest
My father, who was one of the fore-runners of the green architecture movement, would accompany me to our bi-weekly Y-Indian Guide meetings, where we learned the lore and traditions of our adopted Haida tribe. Animals, birds, nature and story were woven together with invisible threads that still tie me to the Pacific Northwest with indelible habits of paying attention and forming mythic associations from what I find.
Despite living today in the middle of former East Berlin, I can't look out my window or walk down the street without acknowledging the natural forces all around me, following the same patterns of meaning that I learned as a child. These glimpses of animal urban wildlife remind me of our intrinsic connection with the great spirit - a source that remains a constant force flowing throughout everything, in defiance of the concrete construction sites, brash German billboards and bustling traffic outside my door.
Now I capture these magical moments in paper, ink, thread and photographs - bringing them to you like small offerings to be left at your doorstep by a devoted critter.
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