Feet as Landscape
June 18, 2007
There's just something about tanned feet that reminds me of sandstone arches. Like this one: Wilson Arch.
Studies in animal life, including human.
June 18, 2007
There's just something about tanned feet that reminds me of sandstone arches. Like this one: Wilson Arch.
June 18, 2007
When pseudonymous bloggers meet up, feet are often a favorite way to be "on film" while remaining anonymous.
June 16, 2007
When we looked at the photos afterward, we were all charmed to see the different colors of undyed hair on our heads.
Vermont June 08, 2007
We were walking past this marsh, dazzled with fireflies, and our friend had to clamber down, barefoot, to investigate further. What, she called up to us, smells of formaldehyde? We did not know.
Vermont June 08, 2007
One of my workshop classmates found this beautiful chicken feather. Note, as he did, that it has a second, smaller plume issuing from the base of the main one.
Vermont June 08, 2007
This is why wool sheep often wear coats to protect their fleece... Still, aren't the colors and shades wonderful?
Vermont June 04, 2007
It had the oddest bristles at its base, almost like eyelashes.
Vermont June 04, 2007
I'd never seen one of these before; this one was killed by Simon, one of the college's cats.
Vermont June 04, 2007
The "rubber crowns" they wear - in the words of one our fellow workshoppers - are wonderfully red.
Chicago May 31, 2007
This is what they look like, when mature. They are much more dramatic in their coloring than the non-brood cicadas we have here.
Chicago May 31, 2007
Some of the insects became confused when they crawled up out of the ground after being dormant for 17 years. Instead of clinging to the bark and leaves of maples, they attached to the first leaves they found.
Chicago May 31, 2007
The strange pale creature in the middle is the newly emerged adult, before it has pumped itself up and dried and darkened.
In the Front Yard April 25, 2007
This was the second egg I found on the ground. Both had been broken into (pecked?) and the insides eaten out. I suspect the starlings.
In the Backyard April 17, 2007
In the fall, a rabbit was struck by a car and died in the backyard. I buried it beneath the apple tree. As the snow melted, the bones were revealed.
April 13, 2007
Lots of people seem to sell bunnies at this event. Too bad the wool is so warm, and that D. is allergic to it. Plus, taking care of a wooly bunny is a full-time job.
New York City March 30, 2007
I love how the pigeon is standing near the tracks it, or its compadres, made in the cement. I also like the range of greys and grays in the picture.
