Angels of the Empire. - a work in progress...
(Rethinking science, technology, and history in the North American West).
I once had the opportunity to photograph historical bird “skins” in the specimen library of a biological field station in southeastern Arizona. In the photos, I organized the birds by taxonomic families, arranging them in groups with an eye to color and shapes. Confident in my knowledge and intent, I wanted to have photographs that would be useful in the biology classroom.
I never used them there.
But when I retired from teaching, I revisited those photos. They were ghosts. They had become permeated with a sense of loss.
There was the loss of biodiversity we see in the 21st century. I felt a loss of innocence as well. Part of me held on to a lifelong romantic view of nature. And I was clinging to an outdated notion of what I thought was the "Old West," the "Open Road," the American Frontier. I've sometimes heard it referred to as an "Empire of Nostalgia."
In our current age of extreme weather and wildfire, however, it felt like we had gone far enough in that direction. It was becoming clear that old ways of thinking weren't going to solve our problems. It wasn't up to me to make more photos of cowboys. No more trips down Route 66. Some of those pretty birds however, especially those with honorific names, became reminders that colonial science and technology have often been used as tools for exploitation and control of nature, the land, and others.
Over the years, with the eyes of a biologist and a photographer, I’ve traveled from central Mexico to northwestern Canada photographing wildlife, landscapes, street scenes, and more.
The North American West is beautiful and complex.
I love it deeply, but not always for the reasons I once thought I did. I've learned that there's a lot of power in a story. There's a lot of power in a name.
And out here, lots of times, ideas such as "species" and "borders" seem like weaknesses of the human mind.