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From the author of 'Discovering the Body' ("...a book so sure-handed and graceful that you might forget it's a murder mystery..." New York Times Book Review) comes a suspenseful story of doubt, delusion and fierce loyalty.
Paid in Sunsets: A Park Ranger's Story is a humorous memoir of David A. Dutton's life as a Federal Park Ranger. Park Rangers are called upon to do many dangerous things, like rappel down cliff faces to rescue stranded climbers, or cut fire lines in advance of raging forest infernos. Dutton didn't do those things. He spent thirty-one years sharing the natural world with others. This memoir retells the best of those experiences'bawdy encounters along the muddy Rio Grande, ghosts in a remote Southwest canyon, swimming with Great White sharks, tweezing pernicious Kentucky ticks off his body, carrying diarrhea out of the longest cave in the world, and getting pissed on by an indignant raccoon in a Mississippi backwater, to name a few. The memoir is about birth, life, and sometimes, death. It's about a journey'from being a greenhorn Park Ranger in New Mexico to becoming an ordained Senior Park Ranger in Mississippi, twenty years later.Paid in Sunsets: A Park Ranger's Story pays homage to rangers as an emblem of ruggedness, individualism, and courage. But more importantly, the memoir shows that Park Rangers are ordinary people, too'men and women who put on uniforms and hats everyday, step into the crowd, and commit themselves to the idea of protecting America's treasures for the benefit of future generations.
'These Doors' presents Timber (Pop. 50), sequestered in the Oregon woods from which few emigrate and fewer want to. In the style of a novel where plot threads unfold chronologically from 1959 to 1983, characters appear and reappear. They remember blackout curtains and their neighbor killed in Pearl Harbor, haggle over spotted owls and clear cutting, mourn fellow loggers killed in the woods, voice curiosity about Chet who shows up from eastern Oregon to extract his son from white man's land, and are suspicious of the hippies on the old Marshall place who log with mules. They disagree about whether or not the preacher who claims he saw God is crazy and if the ex-con who returns from prison with a new wife killed his old one. But they agree that the Portland transplant who pushes her petitions 'for the good of Timber' is a pain in the ass and that the poem over the entry of the Timber Valley Store that says "The best people in the world pass through these doors," is mostly true.
Designs completed by polytekton between 1990 and 1997, including drawings, etchings, photographs, architexts, sculptures, ceramic pieces, and architectural projects.
Walkscapes deals with strolling as an architecture of landscape. Walking as an autonomous form of art, a primary act in the symbolic transformation of the territory, an aesthetic instrument of knowledge and a physical transformation of the 'negotiated' space, which is converted into an urban intervention. From primitive nomadism to Dada and Surrealism, from the Lettrist to the Situationist International, and from Minimalism to Land Art, this book narrates the perception of landscape through a history of the traversed city.
The book is the story of a young American girl living in South Africa during the early years of Apartheid (1948-1960). One of six children of a Swedenborgian minister who was sent to South Africa to establish a theological school for Africans, the author reaches back into this unique time and place in an effort to rediscover the culture that influenced her own adult attitudes. Rather than following a strictly chronological format, the story is laid out in a series of verbal snapshots, supported by photographs. Family life, experienced through the eyes of a child living in a complex environment, contrasts with the lives of those who were impacted by the institutionalized racism of apartheid. Examples of the Acts of Apartheid at the end of each chapter include news articles, interviews, and commentary. Deep childhood fears of some unnamed threat are represented by home invasions, wildfires, and the cry of a hyena in the mountains. The mountains are dangerous, they present a great barrier, but they can be conquered. After returning permanently to America as a teenager¿through a confusing and sometimes painful process of discussion and observation¿the author uncovers those artifacts of the past that inform her place in the world today.
"Essays on the Intersection of Music and Architecture" is a collection of nine texts written by international scholars. Most of the essays were originally presented at the interdisciplinary conference Architecture Music Acoustics that took place in Toronto, Canada, in June 2006 at Ryerson University. The texts range from historiographical and theoretical explorations of the relations between music and architecture via translations of architectural spaces into music to analytical case studies of architectural spaces for musical performance. The book includes illustrations, author biographies, and an index.
"I Remembered" chronicles my experience¿at age forty-nine¿when I recalled the sexual abuse by my father as a young girl. Through my journal entries, represented here verbatim, I share my journey to heal from the aftermath of this profound awakening. My story is one of survival. It follows the course of the first year of healing¿from my psychotic break and diagnosis of PTSD and paranoia, through the flashbacks and memories, my disclosure to family, working through the grief process, and finally to acceptance and forgiveness. My story is one of survival and hope¿one that will interest fellow survivors of sexual abuse, loved ones who want to help them, the recovery community, and those with a general interest in this subject. Silence and shame are hallmarks of sexual abuse and my story lends a personal voice to what survivors experience in their struggle to heal. I read several books on the subject of healing from sexual abuse, and I could not find one like this which shares what it is like to work through this overwhelming process. My story is raw and unflinching, and my purpose in sharing it is to lend hope and help to other survivors.
'We All Fall Down' is a user's guide to help us reduce our chances of falling and being injured during falls. Through case studies and analysis, the book provides practical advice on how to observe hazards in parking lots, on sidewalks, at doorways, on stairways, and at other locations we all encounter in our day-to-day lives. From Chapter 1Think of all the ways we use the word fall and all the meanings it has. Probably the first thing that comes to mind is falling in love when we seem to have almost no control over what happens. We get carried away with the current and have little power to slow it down or get off. Later some people fall out of favor with the ones they love. When we are told a joke and are led up to the punch line, or when someone plays a prank on us, we fall for it. We fall victim to scams and schemes to get our money. At work and in our relationships with others, we fall in line, but we also fall behind, and sometimes we fall all over ourselves. People fall out with each other. Our faces can communicate a lot when they fall after disappointment. Often the responsibility of a situation falls on us or falls within our duty. We also fall ill as we pass viruses from one to another. Stock prices, housing prices, even the price of meat, all rise and fall, and we are often advised to take a fallback position regarding our investments. There are also waterfalls and the season of fall when we have fall colors and fall weather. And at night darkness falls over the land.Regardless of the many meanings of the word fall, 'We All Fall Down' focuses on people actually falling from a walking, standing, or seated position due to the force of gravity.The book gives advice on how to prevent falls by showing many examples from the author's experience as an expert witness at lawsuits, but also as a practicing architect and academic with +40 years of experience.
The poems from this book are closely tied to my work as a decoy carver. Without those carvings there likely would have been no poetry. It began in the Iowa State University Library when, while neglecting my Fisheries and Wildlife studies, I randomly picked up the book Decoys and Decoy Carvers Of Illinois and was immediately taken by a black duck done by an unknown carver. My ever supporting wife, Karen, having been told of the incident, secretly purchased a fine white pine board and with an old draw knife carving began. On the bottom of a decoy is a blank space which is often used for the maker's name and address, and as my decoys after a time took on, for me, a spiritual aspect, I began burning in snippets of gospel hymns as well. "Yes, we'll gather at the river", "Oh, come angel band", "I'll fly away", etc. Also quotations or bits of poems from Albert Einstein, Walt Whitman, Thoreau or William Cullen Bryant etc. I had written several poems decades earlier but after seeing a rhyming ad on TV for Ford trucks I thought "I can do that" and, as a way of gaining an audience, replaced the words of others with my own. The first poems were of actual hunting events. With the apparent rediscovery of the Ivory-Billed Woodpecker (IBW) in 2006, a new avenue of carving and poetry opened up. It did not have to be ducks, geese, and hunting poetry forever. What a revelation! Eventually, I carved and gave away (among many others) over sixty IBWs, and they are in National Parks, National Wildlife Refuges, National Preserves, universities, welcome centers, and private hands in many states. After volunteering at the Leopold Landscape Alliance, a local organization which owns the two childhood homes of Aldo Leopold and promotes the study of his legacy and environmental education, still more opportunities for new work were presented. So there has been a journey of sorts for both carving and poetry; from a narrow path to a broader one, from hunting to environmental concerns. Here it is. - Dean S. Hurliman