Lana Z Caplan An artist's statement
When I was child, we lived in a converted 1870â€™s barn on an expanse of land, with trees to climb, edible berries to pick, pheasants walking free in our woods, and summer nights lit by fireflies. Now a city dweller for many years, I experience nature differently, based on simulated versions such as water parks and sculpted gardens. Or as I prefer, traveling in search of the wild.
However, it becomes more like a dream or hallucination, something exotic, intensified, disconnected and non-linear, as we insert ourselves into natural habitats, and impact our surroundings. The Grand Canyon with tourist helicopters circling, the Rocky Mountains with roaring