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3:23p.m. leaving Missoula Montana and heading into the Bitterroot Valley to find silence and capture some images of clearcuts. Again not for black and white propaganda, but as an examination of our complex relationship with nature. What's better, local Montana wood, foreign wood, no wood, plastic... and where is it all headed?

This afternoon I stuck around long enough to get images of the coal trains rolling in and out of town. While shooting, a homeless guy told me I should go down to the coal mines near Telluride, Colorado.. and so it goes, life informing the journey. It'll be awhile before I get there, for now it's mountains, forests (or lack thereof) and cold crisp silence.

Missoula is a great place and I'm thankful to everyone who took me in and formed my community. If we take the time to be open, the possibility of connectivity is endless and so very beautiful. This connectivity between people leaves me with an overwhelming sense of abundance, where mi casa su casa takes on a whole new scale.

peace,
d


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