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Currents of Imagination: Death Illuminating Life

  • Writer: Kristin Bayans
    Kristin Bayans
  • May 2
  • 4 min read

Updated: May 4

In this Currents of Imagination piece, I share notes from a conversation with Kristian Brevik, artist, writer, and lecturer in ecology, evolutionary science, and environmental humanities, about his series of whale lanterns that invite us to meditate on death, connection, and responsibility.

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To begin, we must sink.



a heavy thing in one world

   floats like willow seed in a breeze

   in this,


a moving vast through

that darkness, silent ...

      they don’t need

  much else—oxygen, nor light—


the frilled shark

and fang-tooth, the spider crab,

       the vampire squid, who strip the dead

    down now


beyond bones

to the merest blueprint of

    whale…



Whale fall is a natural phenomenon that gives life to the dead. More than 3,000 feet beneath the sea, whale bodies are slowly remade. In that briny dark, soft tissue dissolves into nutrient-rich food, and vast bones become habitat.


Whale fall marks not just the transformation of the whale’s body, but a profound shift in its relationship with the world.



Stitching Possible Futures


Like whale fall, death is not the end for Kristian Brevik. Transformation and connection are creative threads in his Whalefall Light and Sculpture series of hand-sewn muslin whale forms, which, when lit, emit a warm ethereal glow and cast shadows of their skeletons.


Dubbed ghost lanterns, they serve, in his words, as “reflections on life under threat,” driven by human action.


Three glowing hanging lamps shaped like whales, each with a translucent amber body revealing a dark skeletal structure within, suspended against a plain, softly lit wall.
A pod of humpback whale ghost lanterns maneuvers in gentle, slow arcs through the air. Photo credit: @krevik_whalefall.

In his zine To Light a Candle is to Cast a Shadow, Kristian writes that the lanterns stand as memorials to lives lost and to losses yet to come if we do not change.


A woman in a kimono lights a round paper lantern hanging from unseen eaves in preparation for the Obon festival.
Shibata Zeshin, Lighting a Hanging Lantern for the Obon Festival, c.1860, woodblock print; ink and color on paper, Metropolitan Museum of Art

This idea of death illuminating life is ancient. Across many forms and traditions, we’ve lit candles and lanterns to honor those who’ve died. Their light often represents the deceased’s enduring spirit and hope for the future, and can serve as a guide for the dead.


Kristian’s ghost lanterns feel like part of this lineage. The first time I saw one, I was transported to a special place: standing in its dim interior, small flickers of light pierced the darkness, calling me to remember how we are intertwined.



Connected to the Sea


Kristian’s life began next to the sea, close to the lives moving in and under the water. 


His dad fished and built wooden boats, and, nestled in his mom’s sewing room, he made costumes and clothes under her watchful eye. The family home also hummed with a subtle tension, as his mom gave gentle individuality to his dad’s catches, calling them “buddies.” 


Kristian said that the different ways his parents connected with our more-than-human kin “taught (me) a lot about how one always has an orientation towards other species and our relationships with them.” Proximity to the sea and these early lessons drew Kristian to whales, and the handcraft traditions passed down by his parents live on in the Whalefall series. 



Honoring the Dead


Whalefall began as a response to historic industrial whaling, when whales were

hunted for their blubber to burn as oil for lighting, a practice that hollowed out whale populations worldwide and still shapes their recovery. Early work in Kristian’s series also centers on whale entanglement, another major driver of declining whale populations.


Glowing whale-shaped lantern sculpture with a visible skeleton, with a red rope wrapped around its form in a dim museum gallery. A large whale skeleton, and purple spotlights in the background.
Ghost lanterns of North Atlantic right whales turn light into testimony at the New Bedford Whaling Museum, their paper bodies wrapped in mock fishing gear. Photo credit: @krevik_whalefall.

In the face of these stark realities, Whalefall opens a quiet, introspective space to commune with whales. Kristian’s reverence for whales shines through in his focus on simple, recognizable forms and his use of biodegradable materials. These ghost lanterns do not sensationalize death, but allow us, in his words, to “turn towards” the whales. 


This turning towards is a guiding light in his work. He believes we’ve been “cut off” from other species and hopes that the ghost lanterns act as a kind of repair, a way to take ownership and “reflect on death and the ways we as individuals and collectives relate to other species.” 


The series' future path, as I understand it, is a return to ritual collective storytelling, in which audiences and performers build commemorative space with other living beings through light, shadow, and movement.


Two people paddle a kayak at night beneath a glowing red whale lantern with a skeletal pattern, its light reflecting on the water in front of an illuminated industrial shoreline.
Kristian’s mom paddles with a companion and other participants in the Lantern Paddle for Species, an orca ghost lantern glowing like a beacon from her kayak in the dark water. Around them, the Thea Foss Waterway in Tacoma, Washington, transforms into a drifting field of celebratory light, raising awareness for endangered marine species like the Southern Resident killer whale. Photo credit: @krevik_whalefall.


Balancing Light and Shadow


A glowing whale-shaped lamp with a visible skeleton pattern hangs over a cozy wall of whale art, including small figurines on a shelf, and framed prints beside a white window shade.
Gray whale ghost lantern illuminating the landlocked confines of my room.

I’ve followed Kristian’s work for some time, and last year bought a lantern of my own. The gray whale gently floats above my dresser, connecting me to the sea, to the whales I’ve watched from rocky cliffs, to lives that continue after death, and to my responsibility to them.


To paraphrase Kristian: the next time you are at the shore with the tiniest crabs, plovers, or even whales, greet the places and individuals who are there with you by name. Begin the repair there.





Author’s Note


Maybe stories arrive when you need them. I interviewed Kristian in late January; a few days later, my mom died. My relationship with her physical body has changed. Now I’m reimagining our relationship in death, in the way his lanterns make possible.


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