The End

My experience in Turkey has made me want to do nothing else for years to come. Each day, I am encouraged and influenced by the people around me, not only in their expertise and dedication to archaeology, but in showing up everyday with a purpose, in honoring the...

The Butterfly Effect

Amongst the lengthy list of skills and experiences I’ve gained during my time in Turkey, heightened awareness of my power as an individual and archaeologist sits atop. Indubitably, the heat and humidity, rock hauling, pick axing, back aching daily regimen has...

owe it all to boss lady Audrey

With each day of perfecting the archaeological squat on the Acropolis North Slope, my awe, curiosity, and hip flexors grow stronger. Today, the 6Beasts, led by the brilliant rock haulin’ pick axin’ boss lady Audrey, briefly exiled me to 6E, where I pryed and picked...

Arrival

I walked off the airplane to a burst of humidity, despite the sun setting hours before, crossed the tarmac and into the blinding fluorescent lighting of baggage claim. I had been traveling for hours and recovering from the social pause, when she walked towards me....

The First Gaze at Gazipaşa

My brain is full with explorations of parity between city and state; capacities of Roman imperialism in cultural development; ethics, techniques, and methodologies. Coupled with anticipation and questions of human society – gender, status, and hierarchies...