Olga Volchkova Russian/American, b. 1970
I walked in the woods near Alsea Falls in late January, trying to find the last winter chanterelles, or maybe hedgehog mushrooms. Suddenly I see this robust green mandala-like plant, with an intricate white animalistic pattern. Huge, probably centuries-old tree stumps, were glowing around me in a second-growth forest, like sad grave stones ... Like monuments of the destruction that happened to this land. Rattlesnake Plantain was my portal to earlier times, when those trees where still growing and people understood them.