location unknown

I tried and I tried to find this building on Google Earth and Google Maps...no such luck.  I know it exists though, I mean I didn't photoshop an entire building; it stands where I say it stands off of Lancaster just past downtown-heading East.  It is charming and lonely, much like I suppose most older vets are, and therefore the building also stands represented as a metaphor and not merely a photograph.  I wonder what it used to be.  I wonder what stories it could tell if it could talk.  A photograph speaks a thousand words...but I think I'll just stop here and let you think of the rest.

820 & 30 :: crossroads II

I really think I may have been an urban landscape shooter in a former life.  Why do I love to photograph interstates so much?  Wasn't it Andy Warhol who said, "I like boring things." apparently so do I.

crossroads

I'm just a little obsessed with the huge concrete structures that make up the design of our modern ways of travel.  Underneath them, looking up, I get a real feeling of scope and magnitude of how each one of us are ant-like among a thousand other ants and yet still have a pivotal part to play in the grand scheme of all things.  I don't know, it just helps me keep things in perspective.