I drive around a lot. A lot. One day it occurred to me that the ubiquitous white lines on paved roads function in an interesting way: visually they suggest the beginnings of a frame. Aesthetically they can be very beautiful, a counterpoint to the organic landscape beyond. Conceptually they suggest a barrier, but physically they present none.
Like a jazz musician riffing on a set of notes, I wondered what would happen if I focused on this idea everywhere I went, for one week. This group of images is the result.
Refrigerators Published February 11, 2013
Phone Booths Published January 31, 2013
Small Red Buildings Published January 20, 2013
Aisle 3 Published October 11, 2012
Farmstands Published September 25, 2012
Headshots Published September 25, 2012
On The Boat Published September 25, 2012
Places To Eat Published September 12, 2012
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