In late April 2014 I flew over a familiar stretch of I-40. A week and a half later I was driving that stretch of road back to Yosemite. It got me thinking about what the landscape's role is in most people's lives. It is a relationship that seems to be increasingly ambiguous, the land's main affect being the creation of distance between people and their constructed activities. I spent the driving distance equivalent of two or three Rhode Island's waiting for the chance to take a quick picture of the sky where I had been so recently.
Here is to being nearly in the same place, nearly at the same time.
Here is to being nearly in the same place, nearly at the same time.
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