Early accounts of what is now Boca Raton describe a dense jungle like nowhere else in the United States. Native peoples called it Estahakee, which translates roughly to 'a beautiful scene'. Today, Boca is densely populated to the tune of ninety-eight thousand people. Through documentation of one family's home and 'food-scape', this body of work celebrates the jungle that once covered the land and the fruits borne of it. Given that sustenance primarily exists on the shelves of supermarkets, it is necessary to remind ourselves that self-reliance and fresh produce can be extremely local and beautiful.



Ongoing documentation, Boca Raton, FL. 2018.
Jungle Manifesto— The echoes of the jungle that once covered this place can still be heard, so long as one learns to listen. It lives where the armies of grass-cutters are not enlisted; where man does not wage his turf-war upon the land. Let us deliver a righteous, prolonged cease and desist to the mower-men so that the jungle may roar back to life.
Let us summon our avian aerial support. They will decide, in short order, where the jungle will grow and what species will comprise its ranks. May they fire their seed-laden shits from the sky, like a phosphorous rain, an eco carpet-bombing.

Summon the light infantry: the persistent tree planters, the trusty squirrel division, they will restore the canopies of live oak. They will work day in and day out for nothing but a handful of acorns, a price we can certainly afford to pay.

Lay to rest our mowers, wackers, edgers, trimmers, blowers, and saws, so we may listen to the jungle sing.