Hello all–
I almost started repeating myself repeating myself about how I let too much time lapse between entries in this project of mine (geez, check the date of the last post): the vacillation between the simplicity of MS Paint and the need to embrace better (and more expensive!) tools, the shift in focus from infographics through public art and into exploration photography, and this is already started to sound boring, right? Yeah. So.
This is a post. May it be one in a long line of others with increased frequency, expanded novelty, and just being goddamn interesting and informative. Let us pray.
Atlanta’s “Doll’s Head Trail” is so beaten off the path that it doesn’t exist until you see it: there is no indication of it until you a) turn off Moreland Avenue into a seemingly random trucking facility’s driveway, b) spot the almost-hidden sign for Constitution Lakes Park (which one would imagine could be located next to Moreland as it is a major thoroughfare rather than in a random trucking facility’s driveway, but hey, I’m not in the city government), c) walk through the well=kempt paved walkway through a lovely forested area with informative signs about the area’s ecosystem to the wooden decks overlooking the marshy lakes, d) suddenly notice a parting in the trees where a foreboding muddy walkway leaves the meticulously-manicured path through which you had until then leisurely strolled, e) decide to go for it, f) start seeing signs of stenciled infants’ heads indicating you should turn right against your own best judgment especially after seeing that water moccasin cross your path, and then g) arrive at the most amazingly awe=inpiring nightmare destinations of a lifetime.
The Doll’s Head Trail was inspired and created by local folk artists, and it is both beautiful and terrifying. Plus, the ecological oasis includes everybody from deer, beavers, magnolias, herons, snakes, ferns, mushrooms, bullfrogs, Georgia pines, and salamanders to a plethora of songbirds, fish, giant oaks, squirrels, and arthropods galore.
Check this photoset I captured back in 2015 during my very first visit, where I felt like I was certainly being stalked by baby forest demons (but in a reassuring way).
TIME TO LEARN 