ALONG I-70

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VIEWS OF CENTRAL COLORADO

ALONG I-70: VIEWS OF CENTRAL COLORADO

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The pictures that constitute this project are as disparate and weird as the rusting, multicolored auto wrecks that dot your typical salvage yard—if that salvage yard were set against the grand peaks, red rock monuments or sweeping plains of a nineteenth-century painting of the American frontier. From fracking installations to discarded ATVs, from tract houses to remediated radioactive wastelands, the furnishings and detritus of American culture are strewn everywhere. But in the context of Colorado’s big blue skies and sublime landscapes, they appear especially incongruous. Like a bright yellow clown car scurrying around the pyramids of Giza.

The bemusing quality of these pictures is partly a function of the long period of time over which they were made, between 2008 and 2018. Here, they’re reorganized into a more or less linear geographical sequence, beginning with the high desert mesas of the Western Slope and ending with the grasslands of the Eastern Plains, beyond the sprawling urban and industrial centers that have consumed the Front Range. The main thread that connects them is I-70, and the myriad roadtrips I’ve undertaken along it to visit family in Denver, Boulder and Aspen. But they’re also tied together by a kind of melancholy humor, a mix of anxiety and wonder at the strange way our culture has come to rest upon the land.