Science Illustration

DSCN3562 Here is an example of one of my illustrations.

My diversity of interests, unique perspective, and holistic outlook have frequently complicated my search for a clearly defined career in today’s myopic and overspecialized world. I often lamented the fact that I could not pursue the multi-faceted life’s work of the renaissance man, such as Leonardo da Vinci, or the diverse skill base of the 19th century scientists and natural historians, such as Darwin and Alexander von Humboldt.

In my continuing quest to find a way to connect my widespread interests and follow a life path that is in tune with my earliest predilections I have found the field of Science Illustration. In particular I have decided to apply for the Science Illustration graduate certificate program at CSU Monterey Bay. This program used to be at UC Santa Cruz and I heard about it when I was studying anthropology there. However, I somehow thought that it was not really a viable career path. Some type of deeply ingrained and insidious bias against art had me subconsciously convinced that art was not something to major in or seek a career in.

For more about the program that I’m applying for checkout the website here:

Make sure to check out the gallery with alumni artwork here:

Since I was a kid I have loved drawing and I have loved nature. Drawing was always a personal thing for me and I never really pursued formal instruction. Looking back, part of me wishes I had taken it more seriously, took more classes, or majored in art. However, I know that the path I took, no matter how circuitous, has allowed many experiences that are essential to my personality and outlook today. If I had majored in art in college I might not have gone down the path that taught me so much about sustainability, agriculture, homesteading, primitive skills, and tracking.

One of my inspirations for pursuing science illustration is John Muir Laws. He is the author and illustrator of a field guide to the Sierra Nevada and several other books. He fits the bill for a 19th century Naturalist with keen field observation, countless hours of dirt time, evocative and accurate illustration skills, and a strong science background that is not overly specialized, corporatized, or computerized. Laws is also extremely generous with his knowledge and techniques, often teaching workshops in the San Francisco Bay Area and posting many useful tutorials on his website.

Check out John Muir Law’s excellent website:                         

I have sent in my application for the CSUMB program and should hear back in the next month or so. It is a very exciting turning point in my life and I am looking forward to an extremely stimulating and challenging learning experience!

I’ll get a portfolio of my work up soon.

My Fermentation Journey

Fibers and fruit skins floated on top of the bubbly, purple liquid. It must be vino de uvita by now I thought. My friend Alonso and I strained out enough of the concoction for two glasses full. The drink was very tart but also sweet with an intriguing yet difficult to describe character to it……..It was highly acceptable to my friend and I’s twelve year old palates. We quickly chugged the cups then ran off towards the river to harvest more of the wild palm fruits called uvitas. Luckily, the vino was barely fermented and not high enough in alcohol to get us into much trouble at that age.

My first ferment flourished in the warm kitchen of my dad’s house in Guanacaste, Costa Rica. The acidic purple fruit of the spiny native bunch palm, were the main ingredient. A couple generous scoops of cane sugar, some water, maceration, wild yeasts, and an ample helping of childhood curiosity were all that was needed. Luckily, I didn’t really know the tempting and socially useful taste of alcohol yet, nor did I have a hydrometer, or else things would have been different.

That first fermentation project was fueled by a common childhood fascination with mysterious alchemy, transformation, potions, and magic. I felt like I was doing some kind of chemistry experiment in the cluttered jungle lab of a mad scientist. Another compelling factor was the natural obsession with fruits, juice, sugars, and sours tastes that most children share. I spent most of my days climbing guava and mango trees, patrolling the river for the best fruit. How could I resist the concept of taking some of my beloved fruit and transforming them into a drink that I could enjoy with my friends?

My fermentation fervor would lie dormant for many years as I went through school in the U.S. Perhaps, this dormancy was in part due to my changing concepts about food. At some point in 6th grade I “realized” that it mattered what other people thought of you. I also learned that what other people thought of you was based a lot on what clothes and shoes you wore and what you ate. I soon was convinced that Pop-Tarts, Dr. Pepper, and flaming-hot Cheetos were requisites for being normal and accepted. Despite eating such things at school in the presence of other kids, my true tastes came out at home and when we went out for sushi or Dim Sum brunches. “Pass the chicken feet please!”

With the exception of a few batches of yogurt, a series of kombucha experiments,  and some “cheese accidents” most of high school and college passed without much fermentation. I still had not discovered a taste for alcohol and was more focused on baking as an outlet for “transformative food processing.” Gardening and agriculture were my other main ways of relating with my food during this time. And it was gardening and agriculture that would bring me logically back into the fervor of fermentation.

My childhood approach to fermentation could perhaps be likened to that of early hunter gatherer humans. Yet when I returned to fermentation, I came at it with the agroecological perspective of a farmer, the record-keeping of a scientist, and the passion of the newly converted. I had finally tasted artisan beers and home-made honey-wines so I now knew what was possible. The myriad environmental, nutritional, and social benefits of fermentation also presented more than enough reason for me to get excited about it in an intellectual way.

My new-found fermentation passion was focused almost exclusively on alcoholic beverages, primarily ales and meads with unusual ingredients. The approach that I almost immediately adopted was  very meticulous and formulaic with a focus on record-keeping. I most certainly brewed outside the box and rarely followed a recipe but I kept careful records and tried to isolate variables as much as possible. Creativity was focused on recipe formulation while a scientific approach was applied everywhere else. The literature and the logic seemed to support such a method. However, in hindsight, I suspect that my strict methodology would eventually be a factor causing me to burn out on brewing.

Lately, my fermentation work has become a more balanced and less obsessive part of my life. No longer do I spend hours meticulously recording the minute details of every batch and how many half peppercorns I added to the secondary. Gone are the days when I spend half my free time cleaning bottles and checking carboy temperatures. But once a fan of fermentation you can never go back to being a “normal” person again.

Marley’s Background Essay

Every aspect of a person is a reflection of their experiences. What we have seen, heard, or done makes us who we are.

One of the most important influences on my life is my family history. I was born into a family characterized by a convergence of diverse cultural, racial and class backgrounds. My mother’s parents included the son of an ex-slave who grew up on an Indian reservation and became a labor organizer and the daughter of Jewish immigrants form Lithuania who resisted Czarist pogroms. My father’s parents included the son of coal miners of German and Irish descent who became a labor relations expert and the daughter of a German immigrant milkman who at the age of 50 sailed around the world. When I was six years old my parents were divorced and soon thereafter my father moved to Costa Rica.

Exposure to many cultures within my own family provides me with awareness of and some insight into widely divergent ideas and worldviews. Being raised in such a diverse environment has fostered in me an insatiable curiosity and desire to understand the workings of the world and its inhabitants. This global family also gives me the chance to leave the world of most of my peers behind and experience life in other countries.

Since I was six years old I have had the privilege of spending part of almost every year living with my dad in Gunacaste Costa Rica. Being part of a rural Central American community has not only allowed me to become fluent in the language, but in the culture as well. Life on the farm where my dad lives is at polar opposites from life in San Diego, yet both of these places have been home for me. One is a metropolis with millions of people, criss-crossed by freeways while the other is a village of less than a thousand, surrounded by jungle and farmland. The dramatic shift from one home to the other has punctuated the yearly rhythm of my life and made me adaptable. This ability to adapt to new environments has proven useful in my life, especially in my travels.

Three weeks after graduating high school I began a year that would have unprecedented effects on my life. I decided to postpone my studies for a year to travel and work in Central America and Europe. During this time I lived in several European countries, taught English at a Costa Rican High school, and worked on a dairy farm in Denmark. That year of my life provided me with invaluable experiences as well as a newfound confidence and motivation.

Because of the diversity of my family and my experiences I have a unique way of seeing and responding to the world. I am accustomed to interacting with people from all over the planet and adapting to the culture which they belong to. My curiosity and global perspective thrive in today’s increasingly interconnected world.