Whatever happened on Easter Island, it wasn’t good. Polynesians landed there, farmed, thrived, built their famous statues, and then things went very bad, very fast. Sixteen million trees vanished. What happened?
The awesome beauty of the Arctic is one of huge scale, subtle colors, simple forms of sea, plain, and mountain. Woven into it, though, is an intricate, fragile web of existence spun from the eternal light of summer to the endless dark of winter.