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Image: Jumbled logs in a pile with some green leaves and other dry, wilted leaves.

What hath God wrought?

What hath God wrought?

  A big reason I always wanted to live on the SE side of Cedar Rapids: close proximity to Oak Hill Cemetery, where as a teenager, I used to explore at night in search of Tillie's ghost. Legend had it she was buried in the potter's field with an elaborate iron...

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climate responsibility round robin

climate responsibility round robin

When we first invited locals to burn lines into a slice from the Log of Unknown Origin to commemorate their lost trees, we didn't elaborate on the form they should take. Even still, a pattern emerged immediately: short tally marks drawn perpendicular to the growth...

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the forensic signature of lost memory

the forensic signature of lost memory

We collected this log from the Alzheimer’s hospice that cared for Karrie's father. For this codex page, we are in process on a wax tablet with two contrasting layers of wax. The top layer will contain magnetite (iron oxide) aka Mars Black. The bottom will be lighter,...

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Time Check as an “anthropo(scene)”

Time Check as an “anthropo(scene)”

Visual representations of climate scenes have not been perceived as immediately comprehensible or compelling evidence of climate change, failing to provoke strong emotional reactions in audiences. By contrast, a violent crime scene, whether in fiction or real life,...

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purposeful plastiglomerate

purposeful plastiglomerate

We are at work on the codex, installation, and “little forest” created from logs collected all over Cedar Rapids in the wake of the derecho storm on August 10, 2020, when the city lost ~70% of its tree canopy to winds the equivalent of a Category 4 hurricane with no...

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The Forest For the Trees

The Forest For the Trees

The Forest For the Trees The week before derecho I walked to Bever Park in Cedar Rapids looking for wildlife. I had been photographing deer, including bucks with full, fuzzy racks munching on rich green foliage. They were often out as I walked the trails looking into...

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