Walking Through Liminality (A Pilgrimage to Self) No. 2: Nantucket
Environmental Performance Artist Residency Documentation
Medium: Walking - Location: Nature - Size: Variable - Length: Monday 14 June - 6 Sept 2021
Video & Photography, Personal Journal, Instagram (feed, stories and timeline) Webpage, final project (TBA)
Monday 14 June
absorbing the presence of the healing nature of this place from above
Los Angeles to Nantucket Descent
flight shadow moves over preserved lands
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Nantucket, originally inhabited by the Wampanoags
honoring and recognizing them today 
Dorcas Honorable, last known Native American female on Nantucket, died 1855
Abram Quary, last known Native American male on Nantucket, died 1854
(photos via the Nantucket Historical Society)
All I wanted was to put my feet in the grass again,
but on my first day, I got more than that
My friend Carolyn introduced me to Piet Oudolf.
Not in person, but through her work with a building company.
Piet had designed the garden that was being installed.
As an Environmental Artist, I feel like I should have known his work,
as he designed the gardens for the High Line in NYC
as well as the Hauser & Wirth gardens in Somerset.
and create work in response to it. When I lived here, I worked on gardens
and tended to the roses. Today I was introduced to Piet's work, garden as art.
I don't own land, so I am not quite sure how I will apply what I will learn about Piet's work.
Nonetheless, serendipity.
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17 June Thursday
without light, I am nothing
when you see them again, the memories pour through your being
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20 June Sunday
I saw the signs
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21 June Monday
are the tree tunnels
my second favorite part
is lunch afterwards by the pool at The Summer House
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29 June Tuesday
from Bartlett Farm
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30 June Wednesday
view from the hayloft
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Sam took me to meet the summer guests
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4 July Sunday
there is no world for me without birds
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5 July Monday
and Rosa Rugosa
infused
with the morning dew
wafts by
on the back
of the salt sprayed breeze
path to dinner
digging for dinner
number 1 of 5
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7 July 2021
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by the sea,
no day ever looks the same
no wave ever sounds the same
17 June
24 June 
26 June
art
this Twitter post is so beautiful
there is no doubt in my mind that nature is a healing force
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Saturday 10 July
into the sea of green
highlighted by the fog
sea of grass
leopard spotted in the sand
remnants of a storm
fog wraps the trees, creating art
Sunday 11 July
another Nantucket, another day, seen through the eyes of another friendship
I love nature tunnels so much
it is unstoppable
I don't know what the rash is on the leaves
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Thursday 15 July
(I love the bird in the background)
look at his wonderful fuzzy antlers
fog transforms all aspects of the visual experience
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Saturday 17 July
Saturday 17 July
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Sunday 18 July
“try to leave this world a little better than you found it”
everything looks different under overcaset skies
nature is my best friend
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my first time at a drive in
always remembered the LA river
and ONJ's fabulous black lycra outfit
being in the fresh warm evening air
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Monday 19 July
Monday 19 July
the light has a twinkle of magic in it
as if for the first time revealing its true self
to witness this breathtaking serenity
the rest of the day was overcast and overcrowded
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bunny yoga
downward dog
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Tuesday 20 July
another beautiful morning
so thankful to the Land Bank and the Nantucket Preservation Trust
for preserving so much of the island
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Wednesday 21 July
Wednesday 21 July
noticing me noticing him 
peeking around the tree I'm hiding behind
some people were blocking my usual path to the beach, so I found something new
alligator skin pavement
some people were blocking my usual path to the beach, so I found something new
a free library box!! love them!!
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on to Sconset for an afternoon walk
breathing in the view from the bluff
antique wire fencing, my style
I love Codfish Park
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could close my eyes and listen to the water and know that I am on Nantucket
memories of living on the boat in the harbour
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Thursday 22 July
FLAT CALM
the stillness
where the only wind
is the air I break in half
flowing, swirling embracing me
meeting again behind
converging
I hear things
birds wings
flapping through the leaves
rabbits
scooting into the brush
deer
rushing through the trees
the silence is broken
when the current is gone
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Friday 23 July
the colors of the island mirrored in the gardens
Sunday 25 Julyrhythm of the metronome + birdsong
Nineteenth-century
sailing ships displayed their names on decoratively carved and painted signs
called quarterboards. When a ships captain retired and went ashore he’d
acquire the quarterboard and place it on his house for all to admire.
Many of the hundreds of quarterboards now gracing the homes on the
seafaring
island
of
Nantucket
came, not from old ships, but from the workbench of
Halifax
resident Nicholas Lonborg.
Kay Moran, Daily Hampshire Gazette
11/20/97
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it rained this morning, so we didn't get to take the water taxi to brunch
it was wonderful for us to sit, facing the water, with the rain pouring down
it was serene and calming
a gift for someone from LA
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the green is so brilliant against the grey skies
it has been a grey summer here, but I am paying it no mind
I am too busy absorbing the viridian rays
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Monday 26 July
the fawn is the one I resonated with this morning
I can't help but equate deer with my Lyme Disease
1991 Nantucket
my life is woven around my experience
prior to Lyme, I spent hours walking through the woods, everywhere I went
as a child, the woods were my playgroud
after Lyme, I never walked through the woods again
I dream of doing so
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Tuesday 27 July
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Wednesday 28 July
morning walk 5:30 am
getting darker as the days go by as the sun adds minutes to its rise
rain, no wind
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knowing that the weather is mercurial here and that I might encounter the wettest summer on record,
I brought my foul weather gear
So glad I did,
because I wouldn't have wanted to miss the sound
of birdsong layered with drops of rain
most of the privet has gathered the rain and is holding it in the leaves
by the sea,
everything is covered in a layer of moisture,
including the air,
which is a blend of the salted water from the sea
and rain
I have become obsessed with the cloud cover
we rarely see clouds in Los Angeles
previously, on Nantucket,
I associated clouds with feeling oppressed and depressed
I only saw grey
grey on grey everywhere
grey clouds of grey days weighed heavily over the grey shingles
Living in the illuminated space where the sun always shines
has enabled me to see a new facet of nature-the ethereal beauty that is grey
It was always there,
but now I can see it
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Thursday 29 July 2021
morning walk 5:30 am
60 degrees
sun is rising
feels like the crisp of Fall is in the air
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Friday 9 July
74 degrees, 64% humidity
and the colors are absorbed by the leaves
16:54
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1 August Sunday
5:30 am
63 degrees
chilly this morning
but as soon as the sun hit the pavement
it got really warm
All the time I have spent in nature
has sensitized me to changes in the weather
I am a human barometer
the light is so subtle, yet pervasive
no deer today
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Tuesday 2 August
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Tuesday 2 August
5:30 am, 63 degrees
today has been my favorite day so far of this project
absolutely breathtaking 
I walked into the fog that overlayed the path ahead
(like going into a different dimension)
daybreak
away from daybreak towards the broken day
waves tell secrets
back towards the breaking day
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my favorite shot thus far
