From Sea to Shining Sea

Over the years I’ve learned that this is one of the kinds of scene that catch my eye and make me want to photograph. It isn’t so much about the specific place as it is about my eye and what’s left of my brain. These anonymous industrial structures are everywhere. From sea to shining sea. The light, too, of course, matters. This particular photograph was made in Maine somewhere, I think, but I don’t remember the details. Sometimes these kinds of images become part of a series, or a diptych, and sometimes they get filed away in my archive. Lonely formalist studies I encounter from time to time.