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Cooper River Park, North Park Drive, Pennsauken Township, NJ, USA

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The Cooper River, a tributary of the larger Delaware River, which was once the industrial heart of Philadelphia. This is the closest body of water in terms of proximity to my parents home where I am staying and the place where I grew up in Southern NJ.

This river has been polluted for the entirety of my life. At one point in the 1970's it tested as being a 40% sewage to water ratio. In the the 1980's it was considered to be the 3rd most polluted river in the United States.

In returning home this week, I started wondering about the health of the river, thinking about how the current reality might challenge these old stories about the toxic nature of the this particular body of water. There are some metaphors about my relationship to this place in the works as it relates to the river and our work together has taught me to better challenge my narrative assumptions.

It turns out there is a new story emerging. The Clean Water Act and the city of Philadelphia addressing a storm water drainage problem has been effective, and certain parts of the river are able to sustain wildlife again. People are being encourage through a river activist organization called Upstream Alliance (https://upstreamalliance.org/) and other local grassroots organizations on to how to engage with the river and educate others what protection for the river might look like through those interactions. It is possible that within the next year, the tidal portion of the river might get a designation of the highest level of environmental protection from Department of Environmental Protection, which would only increase and build on the current positive efforts.

“The Cooper River is a poster child for why we passed the Clean Water Act and how the Act has succeeded. In a generation, we have gone from the river serving as a dead zone to being a living part of Camden County communities.’’ - Doug O’Malley, director of Environment New Jersey.

"The Delaware River’s recent gains were recognized in April when American Rivers, a national advocacy group, named the Delaware its River of the Year because of improvements in water quality, increasing populations of fish and wildlife, and its status as the longest un-dammed river in the eastern United States." (1)

I don't think that I will ever swim in this section of the river, but it's encouraging to think that change is possible when ecological awareness is married with action and education. If I can go upstream to the healthier sections that are closer to the Delaware River while I am here, I will see what possibilities emerge there.

(1) The article I pulled this quote from does a nice job of explaining some of the more nuanced aspects of the return of the health to the Delaware River and it's connection to Cooper River.

https://e360.yale.edu/features/on-the-delaware-a-promising-new-era-in-cleanup-of-an-urban-river

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- What are the earliest historic trade routes that have crossed this body of water?

There is evidence of human settlement in Hong Kong from Neolithic times. Several thousand years ago, people here were hunting, fishing and making exquisite rock carvings. The harbour had been marked prominently on Chinese charts for centuries past, and fishing communities thrived on the south side of the island. In the 19th century, after being ceded by China to the British under the Treaty of Nanking in 1842, the colony of Hong Kong quickly became a regional center for financial and commercial services. The subject of pollution came to the fore in the 1970s with the rapid growth of the manufacturing sector.

- Can you name one myth that comes from this body of water?

Not exactly a myth, but the emperor of Manchukuo from Manchuria was exiled in Hong Kong and was told that he killed himself by jumping into the harbour from the Kowloon peninsula.

- Do you have a personal memory of connected to this body of water?

My mother has a fear of ocean waters so as a kid even if we went to beach outings, she would not let us get close to the water. This instilled a natural aversion to ocean and water. Throughout my adolescence, I had memories of having long chats with friends looking out into the harbour as well as enjoying boat trips with my friend's father. As my connection to water rekindled, I now frequent this body of water through freediving, wild swimming, and exploring its winding shorelines comprised of different islands. Traveling by ferry still remains to be my favorite way of transportation.

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39th Street & Central Ave, Ocean City, NJ, USA

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39th Street & Central Ave, Ocean City, NJ, USA

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My home body of water. Over the past 15 years I have watched countless sunrises, sunsets and moon rises over the Atlantic from my sit spot nestled near the dunes. There have been holiday and birthday celebrations, visits with old and new friends, thousands of walks with my husband up and down the shoreline. Here I have given my words and tears to the ocean, prayed for guidance and floated untethered on her more gentle days. I will be visiting here again in September after being away for a year, I am eager to see my old friend again.

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During my swimming adventures in between today and the past, the only thing I had to be careful about was the sea urchins ….

You can see them frequently in the area, since the water there is crystal clear, that’s a favourable place for them to live there

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To dive that blue, turquoise see….let my body caressed by salty water, sensing the frequencies of different temporalities though that ancient remains …being in the middle of air and seabed, in the sea…knowing I am totally free in my movements, sensing history with my body was very precious…I was describing this experience to my friends with this words ;

“ I am baptised by the history ! By Lelegs and then Ancient Greeks ! “

Yes, I was feeling definitely the daughter of this civilisation there ! Sensing their knowledge, their wisdom with my liquid body …

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Magic fully I did my first body awareness partner
I guess work in this area at 1999, later on it became a habit for me to spend every summer there during next 10-15 years…I have naturally stoped this visits since the area became very touristy and busy for summers

However every summer visiting this place, walking far away from crowds, stepping to the water with ancient remains, staying under the water as much as I can hold my breath was one of the blissful moments of my life…

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There are 3 different ports in this area; one is on the west, other is on the north and the other is in the east…

In all of them you can see this kind of remains under the water while you are swimming

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Every summer many visitors used to walk from this port end tent to rich to the island where there was more remains left…

Personally I was swimming around that island from 1999 to 2011, then officers banned to visit the island with protection purpose

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But when you visit the are you can easily see the remains of the old ports

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They were famous with making buildings without using mortar…
That’s why we can’t have so many remind left from this civilisation

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Today we can find some of the remains of Leleg civilisation, together and layers with Ancient Greek and Roman on the little islands and on the main land

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Lelegs were native habitants of Eastern Aegean cost
They lived in Myndos area from 1500 BC to 400 AC before ancient Greeks

Etymologically “Myndos” means “the ones whom are worshiping to the Goddness”

Historian Herodotus was mentioned about this place firstly and about the Leleg community

They were producing wine and buccaneering …

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The mountain hovering behind the valley called "Lin Fa Shan", meaning Lotus Flower. It is special as it is viewable from all the villages. For me it is a humbling reminder of who we are as humans in the vastness of Gaia.

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I love pathways, and the liminal space between pathways and its borders as well as pathways as space into gateways.

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An untouched piece of jungle on the island. Sitting under this tree always provokes a powerful reminder of the interconnectedness of life.

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Sounds of a local bulbul bird, greetings in the early morning at dawn.

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Holland Park is a place often frequented by Ying as a place to decompress and play with her child. this space offers a respite and contrast from the confining energy of the busy city street in which she resided. in my conversation with Ying we discussed the embodiment of open natural spaces compared to the alertness felt with in more urban areas. This permeability of openness related to her living situating on the top floor of a apartment building, seeing out over the city is a key grounding experience

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This island is home to water buffaloes and cows. I love their presence on this land as it is a gentle reminder of our greater ecosystem with the more-than-human and to cherish the wildlife.

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A year and a half ago, I moved into a land on a hill on the eastern side of the island in a village called Mui Wo. Mui means "plum" and Wo means "valley". I am building a retreat center here for the healing arts based on Gaian philosophy, traditional Chinese knowledge, and permaculture design principles.

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Bird, tree, communion

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My favorite "secret" waterfall on this island filled with recharging and purifying energy.

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Redfield Community. Home. Starting point for my morning tracks along the desire line around the land and woods. A circular walk, anti clockwise. Leaving the house through the Gardener’s door. On an early morning walk usually with a cup of tea in hand.

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Towards the end of the walk I became completely enchanted by these roses growing along a stone wall next to a hotel. I imagine they are not native, but they seemed to be flourishing. They danced with the wind and every single flower seemed to be full of secrets waiting to be discovered. I felt I could have stayed there a long time with them.

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The walk through the forested path then opened up to an expanse of sky and mountain. Sunlight intermittently streaked through darker clouds heavy with moisture. I felt a deep sense of peace and harmony. I realised I did not see a single piece of plastic or rubbish along this trail. How rare it is to take a walk and not be reminded of the waste and consumptive habits of humans which have stretched to the farthest corners of Earth. I also realised I do not want to give this place a geolocation with three words. Who does the mapping and coding serve?

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What life can I meet which is more-than-human? It is easy here outside of my habitual urban life. Hello little precious fleeting winged friend. Thank you for stopping on this rock and letting me learn from you.

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I am astonished by the colours, aromas and variety in this bouquet created by my child along the walk. He excitedly walked and gathered flowers, driven by the need to touch and create. I taught him what I learned from the Mayan healing tradition a long time ago: always ask for permission before you take. "Did you ask each of them if they wanted to be picked?" I asked my child. "Yes mummy" he replied, "They said yes!"

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The physical layers... my feet on the rocks, the sound of the birds, the lush surroundings. As I bring my presence into the environment, I cannot call it an environment anymore. They are communities of beings, from the enormous to the microscopic and even smaller still, both visible and invisible.

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The final stretch of the desire line, through beautiful birch trees, cow parsley shoulder high, strong scents, walking towards the visitor car park and back to the house, starting the day.

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The fox's lair, hidden in the thicket, to the right of the path. Last spring we recorded a vixen and her four cubs here.

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Feeling and smelling fresh and lush

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I come to my favourite place, stopping to say hello to the two biggest Redwood trees, remembering the mushroom fairy ring that appears here on the path in autumn.
Some cultures believe that they are portals to another world, while others say that the mushrooms are simply used as dinner tables for fairies. There is also the belief that they bring good luck and that they are a sign of a fairy village underground.26 Aug 2019, whttps://www.woodlandtrust.org.uk/blog/2019/08/what-is-a-fairy-ring/

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On my left I glance the yoga space and check it is still anchored after heavy winds and rain.

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Fallen mother oak, guardian to the woodland, uprooted 2019. 

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Marking the entrance to the yoga/camping/grazing field with the yoga space-ship to the left and the entrance-portal to the old woodland ahead past the roots.

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Following my desire line towards the old apple orchard I am deviating to the left, taking in the view of the grazing fields. Looking in on the triplet of lambs and her mother after a long night of birthing. Early May.

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Embodying history and culture…..Made in the Abbey which was closed ….. I sought it out in the town. Tonic wine was made by the monks originally and now out sourced to a wine merchants in partnership with the Benedictine monks due to licensing laws. Syrupy, sweet, thick and curranty in flavour.
Once medicinal, it has been blamed in recent times for anti social behaviour in some locations. Another human paradox between intention and effect.

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When I look down from my balcony I can see the net of grapevine and clothes lines.. They are offering to my eyes/body  a map to follow each time on an other pathway while I smell the dust and varied washing powders of the neighborhood…it’s around 25 C in the shade

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Arriving over firm concrete ground my vision darkens as I pass through an arch. On the other side the Abbey draws me towards it over scents and textures of thick and full grass looking for the best view of the architectural strength, utility and beauty (firmitas, utilitas and  venustas).

The light scent of flowers fills my nose as I move towards them to frame my photo. After the photo is taken I am drawn toward colours of purple and green framed from behind by modern architecture. As I walk towards this the church bells chime over the top of bird song. Passing the strong smell of lavender blowing towards me in the wind I move towards some arch ways. Arriving at the archways with textures of smooth concrete I notice beautiful and unique walls made from logs with pristine gardens behind.
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Oddicombe Beach, Babbacombe Downs Road, Torquay

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Oddicombe Beach, Babbacombe Downs Road, Torquay

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Oddicombe Beach, Babbacombe Downs Road, Torquay

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Soft sea with soft leaves

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Oddicombe Beach, Babbacombe Downs Road, Torquay

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I see new fresh greens on my journey to the sea, although all is still and peaceful. I am aware that my surroundings are continuously moving or pulsing like a gentle heartbeat. The sounds tell me this too. The movement of the trees and the sound of the sea are almost in sync and sound the very similar- The smell is fresh and clean.

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A constant chime of life moving forwards. Gusts of wind blowing in new and old thoughts and feelings. Birds singing, oblivious to human wants and needs. Nature a force of which we are a part but forcefully separate. Conscious homeostasis within and without to bring all together and balance.
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Weaving among trees along the bank. Leaning back against a diagonal trunk and resting my bones. Joined by many curious cows. The smell of grass and manure. The sound of a pheasant calling.

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Wind combing oak leaves. The sound of the steam train. Calm water. Sunlight through leaves.

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Mud track leading to green field. Smell of wet earth and dry earth. Glorious sounds of birdsong.

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Where the road meets the trail down to the water. This is the beginning of the pathway I have been taking down to swim in the river Dart. The sound of an engine. A wood pigeon calls. The smell of exhaust fumes and greenness.

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👃smell of trash bags that have been sitting in the sun waiting to be picked up

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🦻The train starting to leave my local station as it starts raining again

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👃👁 Recently bloomed flowers on the sidewalk. Their smell was soft and what I would imagine the color purple to smell like.

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👁 View from my Amtrak train as I leave New York for the weekend to visit a friend in Boston

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Shiny clean sidewalks after a quick rainstorm

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👁 An installation for Pride month at the entrance of a department store reflecting the movement on the street. 🦻 The sound of people and traffic as I pass by. This corner on my way to the train station is usually busy and it’s easy for the small sounds to get drowned out unless I’m really listening.

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Rustle of some leaves on my walk to the train station near my apartment. Stopping to watch the wind shake through them reminds me of the little movements in and around me.

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Opera Salvaje, Calle Hermosa, Puntarenas Province, Costa Rica

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Opera Salvaje, Calle Hermosa, Puntarenas Province, Costa Rica

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Scarlet Macaws flying over in small groups, sometimes stopping stopping to eat nuts or flower off of certain trees make big primordial dinosaur sounds that echo off of the mountains.

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Vía sin nombre, Provincia de Puntarenas, Costa Rica

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Vía sin nombre, Provincia de Puntarenas, Costa Rica

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Vía sin nombre, Provincia de Puntarenas, Costa Rica

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The sounds of capuchin monkeys climbing in dry season. Notice less wind in the background and the open patches of dry branches without greenery on the trees.

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Vía sin nombre, Provincia de Puntarenas, Costa Rica

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My one and only coati sighting, with a bonus insect and reptile dusk soundscape.

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Refugio Vida Silvestre Playa Hermosa, Provincia de Puntarenas, Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica

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River mouth

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Driftwood forest next to river mouth. This intersection next to the river at the end of Playa Hermosa is a favorite place to walk. It takes about 10 mins to drive to from the house. There are several turns down long dirt roads. It is off the beaten path and often unpopulated by humans. The river meets the sea here, and it is home crocodiles, kingfishers, herons, fish, reptiles and more.

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More than human interactions. Hermit crab movement at the rivers edge.

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Lava rock sunset sound, movement and light scape. I am forever enchanted by the movement of light over water. The dance that they both do with the wind and tide is magnificent.

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A lava rock formation near the house that I visit when I have the energy to climb a bit. It's more effort, but worth it for this kind of land before time experience. Hardly anyone makes the effort to get over the big rocks, so we rarely encounter other humans here. In this video there is a local out looking for sea urchin that we see briefly. He shared some with us after he found some.

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Hearing sounds from my balcony in the downtown of the city…Seagulls and other birds, hungry cats and in between undefined mechanical sounds in different frequencies, mostly constant …Choir of irrelevant sounds, surprising compositions

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Hermosa Salvaje, Puntarenas Province, Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica

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The sound of rainy season, which lasts from June - November. This was a particularly big storm that knocked out the power grid for awhile. The sound of the electric transformer for the neighborhood popping is never a good thing! Rain in the jungle is different - louder, more forceful, the droplets are bigger and so are the leaves that they are hitting. Heavy rain smells like I imagine being underwater would smell if we humans had the ability to inhale in that state. Sometimes I swim in the pool while it's raining, water and wet dirt and leaves smells permeate everything.

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Watching the sunset is a national pastime in Costa Rica. Everyone comes out for it. It's a group ritual. Folks start filtering in around 30 mins before it starts, meeting up with family and friends. Surfers try for one last paddle out, kids play in the sand. Palm fires are lit to keep the bugs away bringing the scent of fire with the breezes that intermingles sweetly with the fresh saltiness of the ocean air. This is a more moody rainy season sunset versus the clear sky idyllic of dry season.

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Toucan is a frequent visitor to the yard. They always visit in pairs. A bit of a backyard bully, toucan sounds are often accompanied by massive chatter among the grackles and parakeets that also share the yard.

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Refugio Vida Silvestre Playa Hermosa, Provincia de Puntarenas, Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica

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The sounds of the river meeting the sea. Two bodies of water merging and exchanging.

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Sunrise during rainy season in front of the condo in Playa Hermosa. A symphony of birds and insects. The two very distinct calls that can be heard here are the Yellow Bellied Flycatchers and Common Grackles. I start out in the shared community space out here drinking coffee, drawing and listening to the sounds of the jungle waking up most mornings. The neighborhood is named Opera Salvage, which translates as Wild Song. In the morning the smell of the jungle changes. As the sun comes up the damp coolness of night is dispersed into daytime humidity. These pre dawn hours are precious for being outside without having to deal with direct sunlight. Many of the trees have flowers that open during the dawn hours and heady perfumes float through the yard, attracting a variety of hummingbirds and butterflies.

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Exploring nearby campus and embodying some local history. Possibly the worlds richest monastery…. A theme of beauty, both natural and man made and the dichotomy between human intention and actual use

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104 West 38th 1/2 Street, Austin, TX, USA

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There are a lot of smells that permeate my neighborhood, but nothing dominates or overpowers. The most common smells are dirt and freshly cut grass. At any given time, there's a least one person tending their yard and they bring up a lot of the smells buried underground or in their plants when they do that. Mulch isn't very common, but where there is mulch, especially after a rain, the smells of hickory or other fragrant woods can be quite intense.

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Last but not least, the neighborhood is riddled with little libraries where you can take and leave books. I think this is a really fun way to build community even though you might not be directly interacting with everyone that comes through.

Location: ///retrain.imagined.dishing

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This is my personal favorite groundcover. It's called silver falls. It's very velvety and soft and has a lovely silver color. I see it everywhere and I'd love to have some for myself.

Location: ///investor.trading.bombard

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This is an alternative to grass that many people use. It's a really lush ground cover. It's a kind of jasmine and it's a really fun, more deeply textured alternative to grass. The dogs love to lay on it (in my experience).

Location: ///down.finishing.pasting

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In my neighborhood, I think everyone is encouraged to express themselves how they want to. This sculpture is called "Graceful Celebration of Diversity." The homeowner writes,

"Coming from Venezuela, one of the most diverse countries on earth, I have always been deeply obsessed with human diversity. Thankfully, from all the places where I could have moved to, I ended up in Austin, Texas, a city that knows how to celebrate diversity and where I have always felt comfortable at home.

Dear Austin, please enjoy this sculpture. I made it inspired by you while also paying respect to my former home and the great masters of kinetic art, Gego, Cruz-Diez, and Jesus Soto."

Location: ///scam.spring.nibbles

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I realized that I spend so much time looking down that I forget to look up sometimes. The neighborhood is so full of trees and they weave across the sky in such a beautiful way.

Location: ///photos.monopoly.regulate

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There are many homes like this in my neighborhood that mix foliage plants with edible plants for their landscaping. You'll find a lot of houses with vegetable or community gardens as their front lawns, and even some people with chickens and goats roaming around. It's an interesting juxtaposition from the urban landscape of downtown Austin (even though we are downtown!).

Location: ///tidy.sweeter.grazed

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In Austin, people choose a lot of different types of grass (or none) for their lawn. This one is my favorite. It's a lot thicker and chunkier, and people tend to keep it longer. I like this a lot better over the very fine and very short grasses. It's the kind of grass I want to walk across in my bare feet.

Location: ///boots.kickers.flag

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It's a tradition in Austin to paint your door your favorite color. Not everyone participates, but my walks through the neighborhood are usually surrounded by fun colored doors.

Location: ///upset.asteroid.alas

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I live in a little suburban oasis in the middle of Austin. There's lots of trees so luckily my walks are very shaded (much appreciated when it was 100F/38C like it was today). The trees create a beautiful dappled effect on the sidewalk. The effect is rarely missing since Austin gets over 300 days of sun each year!

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Texas is so dry that cacti are a staple. I like how they are usually interwoven into more traditional landscaping choices like shrubs and trees. Austin has an interesting climate that accommodates many. The prickly pear cactus are starting to bloom. They act almost like bushes in front of peoples' houses. They grow soft little leaves that fall off before their new spines grow. It's a nice contrast to the soft foliage that tends to dominate.

Location: ///kindest.lakes.burst

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You know it's spring in Austin when there are wildflowers everywhere. Even though it's still spring, the wildflowers begin to die down around this time but you'll still find some out and about. They bring a lot of incredible colors to the landscape that I really appreciate. Even when their populations are low, there is still color everywhere.

Location: ///glory.crisper.union

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104 West 38th 1/2 Street, Austin, TX, USA

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104 West 38th 1/2 Street, Austin, TX, USA

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104 West 38th 1/2 Street, Austin, TX, USA

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I love to walk around my neighborhood, and there's a 30-minute route I usually take. My first steps out the door are onto gravel. I find a lot of different textures on the ground in Austin. Especially in my neighborhood, many residents don't like the traditional American lawn so you'll find different grasses and landscape designs, gravel, ground cover, etc.

Location: ///lows.magnum.cheered

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Central Park, West 38th Street, Austin, TX, USA

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AUDIO: Central Park, West 38th Street, Austin, TX, USA

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AUDIO: Central Park, West 38th Street, Austin, TX, USA

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I hear a lot of different birds on my walks and adventures outside throughout the day. (My apartment is poorly insulated so really I hear them anytime.) This is a really dramatic representation of all the birds I hear at once. Usually it isn't this dramatic but at night at the wet ponds, you'll hear them all. Some of the birds you might hear are grackles (very common in Austin), pigeons, mocking birds, robins, and blue jays. You'll probably hear some frogs and crickets as well.

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Central Park, West 38th Street, Austin, TX, USA

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AUDIO: Central Park, West 38th Street, Austin, TX, USA

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AUDIO: Central Park, West 38th Street, Austin, TX, USA

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So much of Austin is paved. I do a lot of walking but I don't often get to hear my own footsteps. There's a path through wet ponds that I take to walk dogs or to go to the grocery store that's dirt and gravel. I love the sound it makes as I walk and it's an audio representation of all of the walking I do throughout the day on different mediums.

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Old inground pool of the estate overtaken by stagnate water and Cattails producing a unique smell.

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Attention along the desire line narrowed to the immediate underfoot texture to prevent injury un uneven ground.

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A short desire line created by the shade of a old barn, provided relief while Running. one can see the refection of this image in the satellite imagery. Location   ///noun.intent.fertile

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Audio Recording along Highway forming the Park boundary

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Sound Recorded within forest near the desire path.

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The Rhymical sound of running on Gravel road.

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Shade and Culture (///spent.environment.takers) 

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Shade and Culture (///spent.environment.takers) 

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This desire path though a tree lined road; the original driveway to the estate manor, provided shade and direction.

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Audio Recording of Cars passing on highway creating the Park boundary

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View facing South, towards treacherous sun but essential water

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Embodied Cartography Task

Smells Description

Isaac Dana

On my given path’s smells waft into my senses both with the pace of my movement and remain constant. As I am running, I find some smells approach quicky.; I run up on them. While others come with me and become infused into background mix of experiences. The two predominate and pervasive smells within the scene are emanating from my own body. Body Oder; mostly comprised of salty sweat collecting on my shirt not yet evaporated off on this blazing day come with me. The pheromones my body produces along with the process of sweat smell unique. A concoction of unique chemicals not only to my own body but also to the given day, diet, and other factors. Along with the rhythms of my feet, breath coregulates my flow through the Run. An Acidic sugary infusion takes the short journey from mouth to nostrils. A result of poor preperformance hydration and compensation with electrolyte drink I consumed along the way.

The incidental smells I experience come and go along the way. Some return when I loop back thought a section of Medow trail while others are just glimpses. Others personal smells compared to my own provided me with the most vivid contrast on both pervasiveness and texture along my way. Artificial detergents, scented laundry and perfumes emanate from people thought the landscape. These smells have direction, taking on a trailing effect of the individual's motion. If I approach them counter directionally or pass an individual dictates when I start to smell, their sometimes-potent aroma. A second distinct Smell comes as I pass the dog waste collection stations. Canine excrement along with plastic bags off-gassing in the sun provide a composition which lingers in my subconscious.

Along with these a subcategory of non-pervasive smells includes a mucky stagnation pond, Once the estates inground pool. Opposing this is sweet but heavy smell of pollen around the reclaimed fields my path winds through when not hiding in shade.

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Desire Path

As recorded by GARMIN Etrex 20x

Map created through Garmin Basecamp and Caltop

This route follows a partial Segment of a Run though Knox Farm State Park

on 5/30/22

The Weather was around 83’F with light wind and no clouds

Running in these parklands is a (moslty) daily practice of both physical exercise and mental rejuvenation from screened connections when in my childhood Hometown.

These conditions provided a challenge within my body though dynamic environmental factors; sun, wind, terrain, and perceived body temperature mixed to create a unique experience. Shade dominated my desire path. Sight lining for contrasting shaded areas under trees and into woodland factored into my desire. Along with this a familiarity with place; having run here uncountable times, That for me inspires a comfortability with tuning into the body off the navigational mindset. This familiarity with the grounds enabled my directions to happen with flow and curiosity. Pausing at junctures of Shade and wind within forest openings punctuated more intentional moments through sunny open areas. This transition can be seen within this map as shaded areas in darker green and more open areas seen in background Topographic map.

Water as a key part of body temperature regulation during exercise in hot weather was also a key desire within this route. My direction to a public water spicket can be seen as an out and back line directly south into unshaded area.

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Please see the attached EMBODIED CARTOGRAPHY assignment