Toulouse: Pink Bricks, Perplexing Past

View of the iconic dome of l'Hôpital Saint-Joseph de la Grave in Saint-Cyprien from the opposite side of the Garonne

View of the iconic dome of l’Hôpital Saint-Joseph de la Grave in Saint-Cyprien from the opposite side of the Garonne. Photo C. Davis.

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Introduction: A Sigillographer’s Life for Me

British lead seal from a Wakefield merchant, 18th century, Mackinac State Historic Parks Collection. Photo C. Davis

British lead seal from a Wakefield merchant, 18th century, Mackinac State Historic Parks Collection. Photo C. Davis

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Megiddo Expedition – Final Post

By the end of six weeks at the Megiddo Expedition, the rhythm of dig life had fully ingrained itself in my consciousness as the best and seemingly only way to live. Waking up at 4:30 am was natural, manual labor for seven hours expected, and pottery washing and office work in the afternoons nearly enjoyable.

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Megiddo Expedition Update

Shabbat of week three marks the official halfway point of the Megiddo Expedition 2018. Sad goodbyes sent off the week three participants Thursday afternoon, as the volunteer team had become close after spending so much time together. The dig resumes Sunday morning with new students and the students, like myself, spending six weeks at the dig. Area S, where I work, has made significant progress in its attempt to understand the structure of the Middle Bronze Age Megiddo. The area team fully articulated a drain, removed multiple walls, and clarified a consistent destruction layer in the stratigraphy of Area S. Big-picture conceptions of the area coalesce slowly, founded on logic and visual identification by the area supervisors and the co-directors of the expedition. The process of identification of elements, assertion of causes, debate, and re-negotiation of ideas is highly informative. Art history, my discipline of study, is a bounded snapshot of understanding the material culture – participating in an archaeological expedition has expanded my thinking exponentially.

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Future Shock

It’s been about two weeks since I have left Ireland, add a few more days and it has been almost three weeks since I left Achill Island. I haven’t had any huge culture shock, but I do greatly miss my field school. When you wake up to a house of fourteen other college students and travel to an archaeological excavation site at precisely 8:45AM for six weeks, it’s strange to find yourself getting out of bed into a quiet apartment without a mountain climb awaiting you. Results from the excavation site have not been released to my group of students yet, but the Facebook group said they will post them soon.

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