Adaptation

Other Possible Planets, coral growth on golf ball recovered from Pacific reef.

Mounted in plaster on panel. 24"x24" by Anna Peach

I am trying to adapt to my city life, but write about my ties to nature. Living on concrete but reminiscing about the jungle, the islands, the ocean. A directness, raw, churning life. I lay in the grass when I can. I realize that when I tell the story of my life, all is about the creatures. I chit chat about exotic blooms and invasive vines. Phosphorescent plankton in the bellies of squid. That is where I dwell. I speak of harpooning techniques for Moray, to the amazement of strangers. This has become a normal life for me and now I tell these stories in a densely packed city while gazing upon rooftops. I feel a bit like the animals at the zoo who adapt to the new conditions, but every day for a few minutes contemplate how they got there and why.