the original alphabet
Tue, Feb 23, 2010
I am living on 75 acre farm for the winter. It's the first time that I have had any prolonged relationship to the marks we leave on the landscape. Everyone and everything leaves a trail. Even the wind and the sun can't hide their footprints here. You quickly learn to read those marks because they tell crucial stories about the entire environment that you are a part of.
Looking down at my own bootprints crisscrossed with animal tracks, it seemed very obvious where the seed, the inspiration for us to carve our first pictograms must have come from.