Devastation...

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Huge machines can obliterate the Hawaiian traditional cultural landscape of my kupuna with blazing speed and efficiency. Our precious natural, historical and cultural resources. I race to put the little pieces of the puzzle of my heritage and ancestor's legacy together for our children's future. All the while the pieces are destroyed before my slowly fading eyes...

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Lance M. Foster said…
Where is this at?

There has never been a proper cultural landscape done for a traditional Hawaiian landscape as far as I know. Everybody uses the term, throws it all over the place, but no one has ever done one.
December 17, 2008 at 6:23 PM
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