Moving Out of State- Reasonable, reads the hand-written sign taped on the crypt. A sign connotating that even within death, there is no permanence, no standing still: we're always moving. It is certainly true in life. Within the photographs there appear very few people, but their presence and evidence of existence can be seen and felt throughout the images. Maybe they move too fast to be seen and caught by the camera? However, the buildings, vernacular architecture, infrastructure, signs and marks on the landscape are all evidence of the hand of people.
The topography seems to be littered with the work, efforts and deliberate actions of people. So much thought and design goes into the construction of the places we've created, which are then allowed to age, decay, weather and transform. But nothing, no state, is permanent; the buildings and objects are temporal, just as the people who erect them. As time takes its toll on the signs and facades they begin to fade before being remodeled or torn down; replaced with a new billboard, a new bridge or constructed road. Appliances and commodities are discarded, only to be replaced by new ones. Or not.
