The south has always been home to me, yet has bewildered me ever so, for years. It has these undeniable quirks, a charm but not necessarily in a proper sense, and a rusty exterior. It feels as though much of the south has been either neglected or purposefully left to fall apart, like a broken down pick up truck tucked away in the yard, trees going around and through it. I have always had a fascinating outlook on the south being that I’m a Floridian, which I feel like is distanced from the true south and can give me jumbled and arguably hypocritical views. At the same time, beauty is easy to find in approaching the neighborhoods and towns of some bonafide Americans, because it is a different sort of culture all in all.
I explored the south in a documentary-style series using 4x5 color film, particularly delving into the vehicles, small businesses and churches. I used super long depth of field, usually f/64 or f/45 to show off every last detail of these peculiar places. This is my ode to the south.