During these two weeks I grabbled with the idea of wilderness. I thought I understood what it meant to be in the wild. I had read Thoreau. I had no idea what true wilderness was. Denali is the size of my home state Massachusetts, but with only one 60 mile road going into it. The rest is completely unpopulated by humans. Encounters with grizzlies are common.

Once I returned from Alaska, I transformed the images from the books and the text into collages, which I used as pressure prints for another artist book.