7/30/11

Photography Exhibit: Part America, Pt.1

This was my most audacious project of all time. I wanted to capture the essential 'American Flag' photos and, no word of a lie, I missed a shot of a flag flown off a motorcycle in a big empty Iowa nowhere. I cannot express how much my regard for America increased at that time. Naturally, all pictures posted as part of this exhibit will be disappointments, but some I believe are at least poignant disappointments. One American on a motorcycle casts a large shadow, in the right conditions, and to be honest I am happy I saw it, because fuck the internet. You want to see something that awesome go find it already, it's against my ethics to give you a cheap cyber look at a moment so pure. I feel I took some quite justiceful shots, anyway.


There is of course the quintessential small town American Flag. This subject has inspired probably dozens or more photographs, and this rare shot also manages to portray the ideal truck to car ratio in small towns, sometimes epithetized as 'real Amerika'.


Ah, the limpid flag by the corporate signage. A metaphor? A prophecy? Surely not. America's real flags are like those of any country: its skies. Another important thing about America is that you must explain or have explained to you the value of flag sizes. A tattooed flag, interestingly, is worth far more than a 40-80 footer. And ultimately, almost every sentence in this paragraph started with an 'A' in awe (eh?) of awesome shit; I bet that dealership sold the first Mustang or something. And what it is now does not matter it was part of the goddamn golden era.


Keep in mind the picture above was taken in 2009 so it's kind of thematic. Go back, click for the full-size and lose yourself in morbid thoughts. No, this isn't a cheap-shot at all. It's a real picture and I took it. I don't believe in post-processing digitally because I am an atavistic fool, I suppose. More good fucking business ahead...



Of course I had in mind a bonus multiplier for number of flags or flag circumstances. There was a Bald Eagle flag I refused to take a picture of somewhere in a Milwaukee outskirt. And in the end, isn't Milwaukee just an outskirt of Chicago? 


Oh yeah some X-Files extra locations. This one looked similar to the one where the X-Files had the cloning tanks and Mulder was in there just wondering what kind of devilry it was and how it was related to the aliens and mutants he had known. On a different note, American Governmental is a subject of its own best left to experts in that field . I guess that's ultimately proved by my effort. I'd like to end on such a note because, hey, Part America the Second will occur at some point. Or maybe I'll take photographs of ants and say, "This is the perfect drone to soldier ratio, isn't that awesome?" or an excellent photo of crows defecating on an automobile. Photography is a world of opportunity.

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