The art placed on the trees at the cutting line last year by students from the area can now be found on the ground in a place where an impromptu art gallery and an ecosystem has been turned into a wasteland by this cutting season.

Yet even now laying on the ground it serves as a marker in a terrain which feels disorienting as if one found themselves in ruins of bombed out ecological Hiroshima or Nagasaki not being even able to recodnize their own neighborhood until finding a small and yet so significant and symbolic detail that managed to survive and mark the place that once was and now only lives on in our memories and reminds of the importance of the struggle.