A small instance of collateral damage from the recent financial crisis, 'Not Clear Cut' portrays the challenging decision my parents made to harvest 40 acres of 70+ year-old hardwood trees as an attempt to make up for money lost. An afternoon was spent surveying the aftermath in their backwoods in rural southeastern Connecticut and talking to my father about the repercussions of destroying a wilderness area we had hoped to preserve from such a calamity. The poetic visual and auditory approach is one of empathy (for the trees and my parents), resentment, remorse, and a sense of irrevocable loss.