The earth is not a resource to be used but a community to which we belong.
Terry Tempest Williams
We are all, whether we admit it to ourselves or not, in a committed relationship with the natural world. We are part of its fabric. There can be no “us” without “it.” My work is an expression of this interconnectedness.
Jeanne K Simmons
Reverence is the sense that there is something larger than the self, larger even than the human, to which one accords respect and awe and assent.
Ursula Goodenough
Transferring pollen between stamens of the aubergine plants on my balcony by hand with a paintbrush, I question how to restore a habitat for pollinators. The simple answer seems to be to plant flowers, as this seems to be their natural habitat, bodies covered in pollen grains sipping nectar with their long tongues.
Anna Borrie
Language moves in a certain direction: softer sounds transcend, leaving behind the hard sounds. Perhaps that is also the direction of life—hard nutshells shedding for seeds to awaken, water wearing away the rock, and the human spirit ascending from havoc, only with humility.
Priyanka Singh Parihar
My big hope would be that if people change their aesthetic perceptions around wildfire, maybe we can start using it again as a tool to help prevent these catastrophic fires that we have.
Erika Osborne
We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The need to exert control and dominance over the land, is inherited from a colonial approach of dividing the roles of who works the land, who protects the land and who gets to enjoy the land.
Anna Borrie
In recent years, prompted by climate change, I have expanded my focus from carcasses to severed trees, transposing my interest in the physical and metaphorical wound to the natural landscape. I see these severed tree limbs as wounds on the body of the Earth. They are bloodless for the most part, but they too carry the imprint of a man-made, mechanical cut.
Tamara Kostianovsky
Borders are constructs, but they leave real marks—on land, on people, on memory. My work seeks to engage with these tensions, acknowledging the constraints while also imagining possibilities for permeability and reconnection.
