Postcard Collection: Dinosaurs Don’t Love Snow Days
Dinosaurs have been inspiring humanity since before we had a word to describe them. The fossil remains of their bones have been discovered and rediscovered throughout history, promoting speculation on the nature of the great beasts and dragons of the earth’s ancient past. They were named “dinosaur” in 1842. The name means “fearfully great lizard.” “Fearfully great,” what better name could there be for such creatures? They are both “of us” and “not of us,” alien and yet deeply connected to the earth. The earth herself is complicit in the destruction and the revelation of what they are. The combination of fear and fascination is exciting. The more we know, the more we want to know. They promote the acquisition of knowledge. We know just enough about them for expansive speculation and limited limitations. Dinosaurs have captured imagination and inundated our cultures. They have played many roles. They have been heroes, anti-heroes, scapegoats and guides. We have a way of making them whatever we need them to be.
These dinosaurs (my dinosaurs) have become symbols of intellectual joy. It is the joyful pursuit of knowledge that is the deep-rooted, internal inspiration for my work. In that way, they have become profoundly personal. If I share them with the world, I am sharing the best part of myself. I try to incorporate them into my projects as often as possible. They are ideal subjects to be represented in one of my largest on-going works: Postcards.