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Most of the personal work I make explores my thoughts and feelings at the intersection of nature and throwaway culture. Living is complicated, and though we can have the best of intentions as individuals we are part of a larger system that we are complicit in (me too, before you think I’m on my high horse). I find imagining myself as an alien naturalist who is exploring earth for the first time a useful way to distance myself from the culture that surrounds me. When you boil it down humans are biological beings, not that much different than any other creature, except that we strive to exercise complete control over our lives and our surroundings.

This passage from Annie Dillard's Pilgrim at Tinker Creek is a beautiful vignette of nature's brutality and richness that resonates deeply with me.

Now, in late June, things are popping outside. Creatures extrude or vent eggs; larvae fatten, split their shells, and eat them; spores dissolve or explode; root hairs multiply, corn puffs on the stalk, grass yields seed, shoots erupt from the earth turgid and sheathed; wet muskrats, rabbits, and squirrels slide into the sunlight, mewling and blind; and everywhere watery cells divide and swell, swell and divide. I can like it and call it birth and regeneration, or I can play the devil's advocate and call it rank fecundity--and say that it's hell that's a-poppin'.

--Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

The feeling that this paragraph evokes, one of the immense scale of growth and death, translates to my feelings about the industrial production system that is the backbone to the consumer economy.