USA

I see the ‘American Dream’ reflected strongly in a lot of the photographs I find, particularly in these ones. There’s the early morning, pinkish light on the two men in the first, the neatly barren lawn in the second, that obvious landmark. There’s something about being a keeper of these photographs too that relates to this idea for me. I feel that the Dream is about moving forward and progress. It's about the holiness of place and the even holierness of the quest for place. The photograph is proof! You don’t need to take a picture of it to know you’ve seen the Washington monument but maybe you need that record, that evidence not only of your presence but of your own hand in doing the taking. Do you think there’s a place in the paradigm of the American Dream for remembering? How does it fit? Powerful people aren’t often tourists. Why is the travel photo the particular domain of the middle class? Or is it at all?

And isn't that pink T-shirt in the last photo and the posture of the two men in the first one or the crispness of the ponchoed fella's pants just so beautiful?