Vulture
[ten artifacts]
Vulture offered participants a different shape of hope: hope not in solutions or saviours but in the smell of soil, the migration of birds, and the intense beauty of seeing each other dance at the edge of things. Vulture was an on and off-line experiential co-inquiry into the textures of our troubled times which unfolded over three months in 2019.
Vulture Harvest: The 3D’s Gallery
In preparation for the fourth module of Vulture – Dancing with Destruction – participants were invited to contribute photos, links and words to a gallery dedicated to the 3D’s: decay, demise and destruction. As the course was concerned with staying with the trouble during times of collapse and breakdown, one of the exercises was to name real-life experiences of accompanying and abiding by these kinds of processes.
Vultures
Toni Spencer
Demise on the street.
Vultures clear up.
Without them, then what?
Disaster Collectivism
Chris Tittle
When political or ecological disasters hit, the structures that maintain and enforce the dominant order often fall away too, at least temporarily. Here are a number of stories and explorations of the unlikely forms of community, reciprocity, solidarity, and radical reimaginations that have happened in the wake of hurricanes, floods, fires, and other forms of collapse:
- A Paradise Built in Hell by Rebecca Solnit
- Shareable podcast series exploring “disaster collectivism”
- An essay I wrote on my own experience of such a thing, surviving a catastrophic ice storm in a community center in a super remote part of Texas
Compost Happens
Ilyse Kazar
The Polyphagous Shot-hole Borer
Geci Karuri-Sebina
On my garden walk I notice my partner’s attempt to re-solve our three palms which were victim to the polyphagous shot-hole borer, a tiny little beetle that came to visit our city in 2018. Now, we have dead palms… with ferns, and jasmine and other creepers that he’s carefully training over the remnants of the destruction. Beautifully weird…
Rafa’s Body
Aerin Dunford
This is a photo of my stillborn son’s body. Though he was in pretty good shape when his body was born (an indication that he had not likely been gone for too, too long before the birth), you can see how his skin had started to peel away from his body in the groin area and on his little bum. I fear that the photos my doctor took of Rafa are too much for this world. But today, when I looked at them again, I realize how beautiful he was. I am so glad he came… even though now his body is just some ashes in a box.
Vulture Project Description
Vulture [ten artifacts] Vulture offered participants a different shape of hope: hope not in solutions or saviours but in the smell of soil, the migration of birds, and the intense beauty of seeing each other dance at the edge of things. Vulture was an on and off-line...
Vulture Harvest: The Slow Conversation
Vulture [ten artifacts] Vulture offered participants a different shape of hope: hope not in solutions or saviours but in the smell of soil, the migration of birds, and the intense beauty of seeing each other dance at the edge of things. Vulture was an on and off-line...
Vulture Harvest: Stories of Going Feral
Vulture [ten artifacts] Vulture offered participants a different shape of hope: hope not in solutions or saviours but in the smell of soil, the migration of birds, and the intense beauty of seeing each other dance at the edge of things. Vulture was an on and off-line...
Courting the Other/wise
Vulture [ten artifacts] Vulture offered participants a different shape of hope: hope not in solutions or saviours but in the smell of soil, the migration of birds, and the intense beauty of seeing each other dance at the edge of things. Vulture was an on and off-line...