tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post2687026897264415969..comments2024-01-06T11:22:03.305-08:00Comments on Equestrian Ink: Landscape as Villain?Jami Davenporthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05259390150273030284noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-66087170328225742442015-11-27T14:48:09.057-08:002015-11-27T14:48:09.057-08:00I've just looked at some photos of the Big Sur...I've just looked at some photos of the Big Sur. It looks like a landscape that doesn't readily admit the possibility of human dwelling. Untamed because it's untameable. Living there might just feel like existence upon the back of a large and uncaring beast, as if one is simply too small to matter. It's a path that leads to madness. Or perhaps it attracts the latently mad? whitehorsepilgrimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17336201990231834504noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-70707217105947911442015-11-18T10:51:20.287-08:002015-11-18T10:51:20.287-08:00I never thought about 'place' in such a wa...I never thought about 'place' in such a way before. <br />Thanks for the perspective. Mrs Shoeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02636736944375337989noreply@blogger.com