Dune Farming and Windbreaks
Belts of black pine planted to stop the sand moving - human lines now defining the dunes' own edges.
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Belts of black pine planted to stop the sand moving - human lines now defining the dunes' own edges.
A caldera rim drowned by the sea and cut into cliffs, with a rock arch left standing in the surf.
The city has built viewing points for the lake sunset - the position from which a landscape is seen, itself designed.
Terraces built by stacking stone into steep mountain slopes - a record of turning hillside into stairs.
Source of the obsidian carried to the mainland in the Palaeolithic - an island that was a trading origin point.
On an island of some fifty people, Sejima scattered transparent pavilions so that walking becomes the exhibition.
The fourth-largest keyhole tomb in Japan, and climbable because it is not an imperial grave - evidence Kibi rivalled the capital.
Grassland kept open by burning it every year - a landscape that exists only because people maintain it.
Stone-walled terraces along the mountain valleys, drawing the contours into visible lines.
Rafts laid out in ranks across the bay - four centuries of oyster farming drawing geometry on the water.
Residents planted a thousand roses in a burned-out city - an intention to recover, turned into a landscape.
Keeps its own R&D team and commissions works from scratch - a venue that develops art rather than only showing it.
A population of white rat snakes bred here; the animal itself is both a natural monument and an object of worship.
Citrus planted to give jobless samurai a livelihood now defines how the whole town looks.
Basalt cut by wind and wave into arches and stacks, most of it visible only from a boat.
A mountain village of 5,000 that has hosted artists for over twenty years; their works remain scattered through it.
Rain washed away the soft ground and left the hard cores standing as pillars - counted among the world's three great earth-pillar sites.
Whirlpools twenty metres across, appearing twice a day; a walkway slung under the bridge shows them through a glass floor.
A mountain at the city's back and rivers threading through it - the town's shape legible from above.
Indigo planted where the river floods and enriches the soil - a crop chosen to turn disaster into profit.
Salt fields once covered this shore; their divisions remain in the land, an industry that stood beside indigo.
The river cut down through crystalline schist; the layered rock faces repeat like a drawn pattern.
Empty houses and a shrine in a working village turned into artworks, with residents themselves acting as guides.