All images copyright L.P.Lawhead unless otherwise noted. My photography is less about events than about what remains when they pass. I’m interested in restraint, attention, and the subtle ways everyday environments hold memory without asking for interpretation.
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
I can See The Concrete Slowly Creepin'...
I try and walk at lunch, when the weather's OK. And we're in a real sweet-spot these days. Not too hot, not to cold... Which isn't especially relevant to this photo, except that it was taken during one of thoses lunctime strolls...
This was a spot of farmland in the midst of suburbia, something that is not uncommon here in SW Illinois. Probably 20 Acres, with neighborhoods on 3 sides, and a park on the 4th side. But, in all too typical fashion, this is being converted to a neighborhood.
Part of me hates to see it, and I'm reminded of the Lynyrd Skynyrd song All I Can Do Is Write About It.... or any number of songs about urban sprawl. (name your favorite in the comments!)
On the other hand, my home for the past 25+ years is built of converted farmland... so I probably shouldn't get too indignant.
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It's hard, isn't it, that while we all want somewhere to live - we also want to see earth and green.
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