This is the site for Will Dunn / curious human.

I spend most of my time in the space between now and then. I like gathering things, trying to figure out where they all fit.

The core of my practice is to treat culture as historical evidence by constructing systems and capturing imagery designed for memory and not the void of the digital world.

My work operates at the intersection of visual production and structural preservation. Moving across the practices of photography, design, and history I approach our physical and cultural landscapes as continuous records that deserve our attention and stewardship.

I believe a community’s identity is directly tied to the health of its archives. Equity is impossible without defending its whole, unredacted truth. The integrity of anything new we create depends on its willingness to answer to that history.

My digital stacks.

Intentionally not a feed designed for the almighty algorithm. Simply my field notes of things that made me stop. To that end this page serves as a digital basement where I’m cataloging and storing the world around me. Less of a gallery, more of a ledger.

William Dunn William Dunn

#070124-8544

Subject
Dad

Location
Fruita, CO

Subject: Dad

Location: Fruita, CO

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William Dunn William Dunn

#112825-0585

Subject
Cat’s Tail Moss

Location
Black Diamond, WA

Observation
Repeating forests

Subject: Cat’s Tail Moss

Location: Black Diamond, WA

Observation: Repeating forests

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William Dunn William Dunn

#102725-0227

Subject
Tree

Location
Federation Forest, WA

Subject: Tree

Location: Federation Forest, WA

Observation: While walking in one of the last remaining old growth forests in Washington State I realized I wasn’t the only one moving.

Notes: A reminder that when you move slow enough the world around you speeds up.

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Personal William Dunn Personal William Dunn

That time in Oregon when the lights went out.

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It would be safe to assume that nothing will shake me like this again.

All of it. The hype, the journey, my ignorance of magnitude. Quite reasonably the biggest thing I have ever witnessed. At one point, while attempting to keep footing in reality, the bats awoke from their nests — in what would have been broad daylight — and flew above our heads.

Since then everything feels more fragile and that is something I never knew I would find.


Looking to the NW as Moons shadow eventually took over.

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