Painting on negatives by Nick Gentry What I love about the internet is that it is truly becoming the Earth’s nervous system, a high speed causeway for information. Every photograph, film, voice, song, email, text, pdf, recipe, and memory, potentially causing a reaction in parts unknown, to people unknown. Every… Read More
In one of the oddest election seasons in recent history, progressives and many conservatives have come to agree on one thing: that the caustic and divisive rhetoric that spews from Donald Trump’s mouth is creating a dark age of overt intolerance. Republicans and Democrats are coming together to renounce… Read More
In the act of preserving land for the future, we have often neglected the future of people who considered those lands not just home, but hunting and burial ground, garden and god Hopi dancer outside Hopi House, Grand Canyon South Rim, 9/2015 In the Grand Canyon I hike down to… Read More
To save money, officials in Flint, Michigan stopped using water from Lake Huron to draw it instead from the Flint River. The problem: Flint River water was polluted and corrosive causing lead to leach from the city’s old pipes. Eden Wells, Michigan’s chief medical executive, has said that all children… Read More
Fluted basalt columns wound into a nautilus turquoise water moss covered trees rain-licked ferns slick-capped mushrooms feeding on rich black soil the scent of origin and rot -Naseem Rakha, 2/4/16
Walking along the Colorado River, RM 179.5 in the Grand Canyon, I see a twisted outcrop of columnar basalt. Pillars of hardened lava protrude right then left, up then down, a stark contrast to the basalt on its sides, tall and vertical columns—sentries guarding a renegade piece of the past…. Read More
As the standoff in the Oregon desert draws close to a very American end—a barricade, a shoot out, one dead cowboy, several arrests—the conflict over western lands is far from over. During the first week of the three-and-a-half week standoff, things were fairly amicable between the militants and local authorities…. Read More
This was Elijah and I on January 1, 2014 hiking Abiqua Falls. So much has changed since then—Dad is gone, Elijah is soon turning 16, Chuck is moving his office to Portland, and I am a disillusioned writer with little interest in the publishing world and all the calisthenics writers… Read More
Dad, last Christmas Last year on New Year’s Eve, Dad took Shameem, Chuck and I to his doctor so that we could hear a sobering truth: Dad was running out of time. Shameem, Chuck and I listened as Dad pressed the man to talk numbers. Dad wanted us to understand… Read More
“Direct experience is out best teacher, but it is exactly what we are most bent on obliterating, because it is often so painful. We grow more comfortable at the price of knowing the world and therefore ourselves.” Joe Kane, Running the Amazon. We are not meant to live our… Read More