a three-part installation, part of The Grammar of Landscape, State of Illinois Museums in Chicago, Springfield, Lockport, and Rend Lake
Part One: a description of Volo Bog called The Architecture of Honey; Part Two: a correspondence with Dawn Mallozzi called The Flower Stage;
Part Three: a correspondence with Bin Ramke
It is difficult to perceive a vertical height of ice over one mile in thickness, yet that is exactly what is partially responsible for the present glaciated landscape. Sea level was several hundred feet lower, and much of this water was likely trapped within the ice from which the glaciers were formed. Large amounts of rock and soil were carried within the glaciers, often carried for hundreds of miles from the original locations from which the material was picked up. As the ice melted, rivers created more land forms. Those that were the fastest pathways for meltwater expanded tremendously with this erosion and sediment transport. This is especially evident in waterways that flowed toward the Mississippi River. A glacial deposit laid down by ice is referred to as a till. Water-laid deposits are termed outwash. Broken blocks of ice that wedge into and later melt in drift are termed kettles; most form lakes, and in some, where plant material successively accumulates concentrically, form bogs. This is too much like July to be October; there’s something just so “I’m tired of being hot” about it all. The light is nice; beautiful amber, honey-colored. On open ground around the bog, there are small fields of barely and rye. Many weeds grow amongst the grain, including knotweed,goosefoot, black nightshade, corn spurrey, field cow-white and hair-grass. There are large areas of common or heathland which has been previously cultivated, but abandoned when the soil became too impoverished to grow corn. i.e. wheat, barley, and rye. A mixed flora of grasses, white and red clover, ribwort, sheep’s sorrel, sheep’s bit, birdsfoot, trefoil, and heather grow on the commons. I walk in the mornings, the sun is low, and lowers still more, everyday. It will continue to do that through December when it will take a turn upward, impercetible except to the most sensitive eye, until around February when the increase in light becomes so apparent that no one can deny that winter is through, and spring here, coming slowly as it does. There are places faded to dust, the tarnished berry light of shriveled apples gleams amongst the steel branches of the trees, sour, birds like them, and will feast on them for a good many weeks to come. I hear we’ll get snow tomorrow.

 

Boxcar Devotion Pretty Pretty Pretty Over There Too Thirteen Moon Dove Road Flower Atmosphere With all that She is She Desires to Give ... Hunter's Moon The Dream of the Owl Sisters
In the Palace of the Night Heron ZephyrZephyr The Architecture of Honey Cooking School of the Air Adjustment The Dream of the Owl Sisters Drove Road Other Work Labyrinth The Charioteer

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