Delightful Decay
A Celebration of the Macabre
Cavities (a poem)
CAVITIES I remember the day I learned sugar can cause cavitiesI was one of those kids who used to sneak…
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Through misty mountains and rushing rivers, we try to capture the serendipitous beauty of the wild nature of the PNW.
ReadNew Adventures in Reconstruction: Squirrel Skeleton Articulation
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ReadBeneath a Cold Sun: A Visit to Cliffside Cemetery
A recent visit to Cliffside Cemetery where I took photos, visited with the inhabitants, and wrote a poem about it.
ReadMole Skeleton Articulation: A Step-by-Step Guide for the Curious (with Photos!)
The process I follow when articulating small skeletons is known as the "oxidation method", my favorite method.
ReadLichen Walk with Friends of Mt Tabor Park
With a lifelong obsession with moss and fungi, moving to the Pacific Northwest has been a dream come true. It…
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After Life
An exploration of the delicate and profound cycle of life, entropy, and the enduring resonance of what we leave behind. In this category, bodily remains preservation and display are transformed into acts of reverence and artistic expression, paying homage to the fragile beauty of existence. Come along as we breathe new life into the discarded forms of once-living creatures, crafting pieces that serve as a bridge between the living and the departed. These works of art aren’t just visually compelling; they’re gateways to meditations on mortality, memory, and what we leave behind.
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Cemetery Walks & Thoughts
A whimsical wander through the shadowy and mysterious side of nature, and thoughtful journeys through cemeteries. This is a homage to the underappreciated and the overlooked: the glistening trail of a gastropod, the dewy spider web, and the necessary appreciation of the beauty found in decay – after all, the whole world is a graveyard. Each post is an invitation to slow down and appreciate the ephemeral marvels that abound.
From my rotting body, flowers shall grow
and I am in them and that is eternity.
Edvard Munch