The chaotic scramble and scumble of tree limbs against the ephemeral drama of clouds: I am in love with this sky. Abstract visual forms, at once complicated and simple. Scratchy and sticky and hard against vast soft ethereal ever-changing light .
I find the scenes urgent, and I pull the car over ot the shoulder like a mad lady. I want to eat the landscape!
These images are from roadside stops in Missouri, Kansas, Nebraska, South Dakota, Wyoming, Colorado, (and one Van Gogh from the Nelson Atkins museum in Kansas City). I think of Monet’s haystacks–the light changes everything second by second, especially as the sun sets. Time completely changes the sense of space. Every moment causes me to compose another documentary image. I’m making terrible road time in productive terms (how far did I get today? uh, well, 45 miles…), but in another sense, I’m making very good time.