Taking pictures you can believe.
“I love to see the towns a-passin’ by” — Hank Williams
A relentless, underlying humor constantly balances the cruelty and absurdity of the images.
It’s a post-apocalyptic dance floor, it’s a shedding of various skins, it’s a kind of erasure.
“The realm of solitude is an artist’s home. You’ve got to be alone.”
A city reveals its secrets to those about to pace it ceaselessly.