Blog # 6

Ive been too exhausted, staying up late to see the northern lights and working super hard to try and finish up our park here since the last day of the project is on Friday. So to show you guys what we have been doing, this blog will be dedicated mostly on the pictures. This is our current work, we will not be able to finish it all, so this was a learning experience.. You can’t expect things to finish your way, especially in a place where it is so hard to get too. That is helping me sleep at night.

Thanks so much for riding along, and I apologize for doing blogs very sporadically– my summer has been nothing but adventures in wild places. Thanks LSA  and the donors for providing me the opportunity to attend an archaeological field school in the desert of Gila, New Mexico and then go to the polar opposite (literally) of Arctic Kotzebue, Alaska to construct a park. I love working with communities, and making national parks and archaeology more accessible and understandable to everyday folks. I want to do public land management with emphasis on cultural resources; become a superintendent of a national park and later work for the UNESCO managing global heritage. But you have to start somewhere, right?

 

 

Blog #5

So I was able to see the Aurora Borealis last night. It was truly a spectacle. The lights were a bright green with speckles of lilac on the bottom. They split in half, spilling in all corners of the sky, like dancers of the heavens but for a brief time. Tonight has a high chance of catching them, so same situation happening tonight; waiting until then, so until then, I’ll write.
I was sent up here to Arctic Alaska to work on an assignment with the National Park Service and the Student Conservation Association. The project was/is to construct an interpretive park in the city of Kotzebue that showcases features of the three national parks that surround this town- Cape Krusenstern, Noatak and Kobuk Valley national parks. Accessibility to these remote parks is either by chartered plane or by boat so it is super expensive for the average person to get there. This interpretive park will bring the distinctive features each park is known for to give the chance to people to marvel about these landscapes in the heart of this city 35 miles north of the Arctic Circle. It will include benches, interpretive signs, a fence and elevated plant beds. I led a high school crew from students that hailed from all over Alaska like Kasigluk, Wasilla, Nome and Anchorage during my stint here in Alaska. Unfortunately, due to the remoteness of where I am, materials weren’t delivered on time. There are no roads that lead to Kotzebue, you can only get here by plane so imagine getting everything shipped from other parts of Alaska, let alone from the lower 48. I am in tundra country, no, not Toyota Tundra country, since there are no car dealerships here, but in the tundra tundra. It’s a treeless environment, so even the lumber had to be imported. While the materials were trickling in, we did two different projects throughout the city, one at the University of Alaska-Fairbanks Chukchi campus and one at Maniilaq hospital. The university project was essentially beautifying the plot of land they had in the back by creating a garden, dubbed the Chukchi Gardens. We laid two gravel trails, painted garden beds, planted native plants and weeded invasives. After my high school crew left, there was another crew that came that were other leaders who led in different crews around the US. That was when we actually started moving with our intentioned project.

Blog # 3

I am writing to you currently from my cabin by Arctic Ocean on the Chukchi Sea at a fish camp called LaVonne’s in the city of Kotzebue, Alaska. I am 35 miles north of the Arctic Circle and have been up here for 6 weeks. The phone reception has been super spotty because my phone carrier hasn’t conquered this area yet (“V” and no more hints) thus I’ve been on airplane mode the whole time here. If you want to not be found, then this is your city.

 

I saw the Aurora Borealis for the first time a few nights ago and tonight is a perfect night for it so I am going to stay up until 1 or 2 am to see them- which now leads me back to my writing from the cabin so I can do something productive while I wait. Being productive isn’t synonymous to my nature but I’m trying to come back to the grind since I’ve already started receiving syllabi from school! I will be missing a week of school because my project doesn’t finish until then but that story will be for another blogpost.
Back to my initial intention—I want to talk about my first internship in the archaeological field school during the first half of the summer. I learned a lot but something I am most proud of is the tolerance to green chile and other hot foods I gained while staying in New Mexico. I don’t cry, I don’t know why but I just don’t, however if you hook it up with a bit of green chile on the side, tears will be shed. Or well, would’ve been shed. Now, I can compete with the medium dogs—the big dogs do habanero and I still can’t, and the bigger dogs do wasabi, something that I ate once when I was younger and felt fumes coming out the side of my ears. Never again, but hey, I’ll take being a medium dog.

 

On a more cereal note, I really enjoyed the communal lifestyle that we experienced there, camping for 6 weeks in individual tents. Time and the realization of time is so trippy; during the middle of a stint you feel like it’s been dragging on forever but then on the last days you get hit with riding down Memory Lane and can’t fathom the fastness of your experience. I picked up at that stint a love to preserve stories and landscapes and making them accessible to people who wouldn’t ordinarily be exposed to this. I found out that I do not want to be an academic but rather someone who works with a community to help them save their history. One of our fieldtrips was to Zuni pueblo, by the northwest border of AZ and NM. The tribe is in the process of trying to preserve a historical place to the Zuni and have it designated as a federal park. There were a lot of dogs and a lot of dirt involved in my archaeological adventure for 6 weeks. It was awesome.

 

I am yawning to the point where I can place my laptop in my mouth, pretty big yawns, so I must take the hint and finish this off so I can sleep for 45 minutes or so to go check for the northern lights. There is no official forecast for this phenomenon but usually it happens when there are no clouds in the sky and the sky is dark. Being in the land of the midnight sun, it makes it a bit hard in the first months of spring and summer but then the days get shorter and shorter after the solstice. Wish me luck and also good luck to you on this next semester. See you all later,

Best: Daniel Agudelo

Rethinking Complexity #2

On Saturday June 18 and Sunday June 19 we had the awesome pleasure of visiting Chaco Canyon and learning about Chacoan culture. Getting to Chaco was a trip in itself—over 10 miles of unpaved, hilly, and bumpy roads!

I am so glad that this location as well as the culture surrounding it has been preserved in the Chaco Culture National Historical Park because it is an integral part of our American history. Even if it does not represent my specific heritage, it represents someone’s heritage—thus representing the face of America, which in turn represents all American citizens. This makes me proud to be an American citizen, because the National Park Service preserves all kinds of stories and histories. The fact that we are able to roam around pueblos such as Pueblo Bonito and Casa Rinconada 1,000 years after their builders did and see how they lived is very special.

Chacoan Window

From A.D. 850 to 1200, Chaco Canyon was the epicenter of a political, ceremonial, and trade network that encompassed a vast area of the Southwest. The Chacoans were known for their great houses and great kivas. I was so impressed by the Chacoan architecture and the stories of how the great house builders lived; it made me think on a larger scale about the influence they had in the land and wondered why we don’t think of them as a complex society. A heated debate that lingers in this area concerns whether the Chacoans can be characterized as a complex society and what that term implies.

When we talk about social complexity, we immediately label some societies as complex and some not. Let’s not forget that these subconscious distinctions come with our assumption that modern Western society is at the top of an evolutionary ladder and that other societies that did not share its characteristics are not labeled “complex.” This kind of evolutionary determinism has mostly been discarded; however, definitions of “complexity” still reference this early thinking. I find this assumption problematic because people fail to realize that ritual behavior, religion, kinship relationships, leadership capabilities, and extensive trade networks can also be considered complex. The traditional, reductionist representation of complexity needs to be re-evaluated, and we should start approaching “complexity” in its many forms and dimensions.

Pueblo Bonito

The Santa Fe Institute (a multidisciplinary center dedicated to the research on complexity) held a workshop on “Organization and Evolution of Southwestern Prehistoric Societies” with an accompanying conference volume published in 1990. By the end of the workshop, the multidisciplinary team agreed that complexity was not easy to define because of the multitude of fields that deal with the word “complex.” In an anthropological context, the term “complex” can have two different definitions. The first is a general sense that “complexity” refers to societies that are hierarchically organized, usually with attributes different than those of egalitarian societies, such as bands or tribes. The second definition of complexity states that a complex society includes specialists who fulfill certain roles in that society.

Yet the connotations of these categories constrain our thinking about these societies and diminish their achievements. For example, most large cities were founded on or near a water source, and the climate in parts of Europe in my opinion is much easier to deal with than the arid Southwest, yet Ancestral Pueblo people flourished here.

Categorizing societies as “complex” or not is especially difficult when examining past societies that may only be assessed based on material remains left behind. Of course we will not all agree and will have different ways of approaching complexity, so we should compare approaches and share the knowledge we gain from research to open a dialogue that focuses not just on critiquing past approaches, but that also offers examples of how aspects of social complexity might otherwise be considered.

Preservation Archaeology Field School at Chaco

Polar opposites

Hello!! I am Daniel Agudelo and I am writing from rainy Anchorage, Alaska.
I have not been able to post anything because just before my arrival here I was doing an archaeological field school in the Gila Wilderness in Southwest New Mexico in two small towns called Cliff, New Mexico and Gila, New Mexico. I was camping in the desert for 6 weeks with other students from all over the country who shared a passion for archaeology. I had no service so I was not able to blog then because I had no laptop. This summer I had/have two internships. The first one was in the archaeological field school and the other one is leading a high school crew in constructing an interpretive park in Kotzebue, Alaska. Kotzebue lies 33 miles north of the Arctic Circle in the land of the Midnight sun. Or well, 4am sun. I have decided that the remaining 4 blogs will be 2 for the archaeology field school and the other 2 my experience up in Kotz. I am super excited to start my project up in the Arctic Circle because it will for sure be an experience.