Residual Snakes
Swapping Geigers for scales we sweep the landscape for leftovers, searching for residue that clings to the surface like scalded shadows. Slithering vicariously across the
Fukushima
Rewilding Fukushima
After the accident the forest returned, blanketing forsaken machinery in a gentle, unfamiliar embrace. Stacks of contaminated televisions lie in heaps, repurposed as shelters for
The Blessed Birds Will Sing No More
The Blessed Island was so poorly named, As from that day in March the land was cursed. Did Nature feel that mankind should be blamed?