January 11, 2010
Wisconsin’s Sand County lacks the grandeur of the Sierras that inspired John Muir. Its modest landscapes of meadows, streams, and oak savannas do not exhibit the sublime extremes of the ocean that furnished Rachel Carson with her first muse. Unlike Thoreau’s Concord, no shots fired here were heard ’round the world. In fact, it doesn’t even exist. The Sand County of ALDO LEOPOLD (1887–1948) is the Yoknapatawpha of ecology; instead of Snopeses and Littlejohns, its denizens are skunk, meadow mouse, and rough-legged hawk. In the play of seasons and the rhythms of birth and predation, light and efflorescence, Leopold came to understand his human role in the landscape not as that of Romantic speculator or fierce protector, but as another creature dependent on the sustaining patterns of life. Wandering the southern Wisconsin countryside of which his Sand County is the fictive seat, this forester, professor, and hunter forged a philosophy as rigorous and austere as that of the pre-Socratics. “A thing is right,” he wrote, “when it tends to preserve the integrity, stability, and beauty of the biotic community. It is wrong when it tends otherwise.”
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What do you think?
And even real landscapes are highly virtualized; that’s what *we bring to the open-air table. Nature can certainly “be.” But it needs us for its art.
Yes: but these eyes that save the appearances need integrity and stability to distill the beauty—the hardwired network on which our art ultimately runs. We need art to function as ghosts in the meat-machine; I’m not so sure it needs us.
Oh, yes, I meant a qualified need, as in, if it wants to do art, then that’s where we come in. And I attribute artistic desires to all entities, swarms, forces and ideas, but of course I’m projecting. You’re right absolutely about the unqualified need: the integrity and stability, the austerity and rigor. And then the artist in me turns around and sees beauty in that!
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