Installation near Dawson City, Yukon

In the fall, hunters dressed in camouflage infiltrate the forest surrounding Dawson City, Yukon. Chainsaws of woodcutters can be heard penetrating the scraggy bush of black spruce and white birch. Snow creeps down past the tree line. I wrap trees in camouflage aprons to conceal, possibly protect, the fabric measured to the dimensions of the trunks. As both a reference to hunting and to war, camouflage resembles the coarse scales of spruce bark, mimicking patterns found in nature. This adopted characteristic provides a disguise, an adaptation to the changing environment they inhabit.