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'Bludna Loza' by Anna Slama and Marek Delong at 427, Riga

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It’s not easy to find the Bludna Loza, but she’s there. After walking some half day, sleep-ing on the dried pine needles and earth, hungry and sore, you’ll find her. She is not the tallest tree in the woods, nor the fattest, nor lushest. In fact, Bludna Loza has no leaves at all. Her bark is dark and wrinkled. Some say her roots run so deeply into the ground you could never find where they end. Ancient, slow growing, she is the keeper of our memories. All lives that have transpired and died on our planet are held inside her belly.

When you find her, press your palm to her trunk. Run your hands along her craggy roots and you will feel the pulsations, the flow of energy emanating from her–the tree that knows not death.

— Christina Gigliotti

4.9.19 — 27.9.19

Curated by Christina Gigliotti

427

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