Yesterday I set sail northward along Interstate 95, a solo work-related voyage...Washington DC to Philadelphia, and back--approximately 280 miles. I dislike this drive and recall previous expeditions... apparitions of troopers and toll bandits, truckers and trussels...littered along the see-way.
Usually, I insulate myself form the asphalt with layers of playlists...revving the iPod through the car stereo. This trip was different. Infused by a bit of post-structuralist imagination, I was inspired to repel the monotony. After reconnecting with Jean Baudrillard and his description of America, I reveled in his assessment: "Driving is a spectacular form of amnesia. Everything is to be discovered, everything to be obliterated." Driving the fine line was an adventure. I brought the camera in an effort to abate the amnesia and document (re)discoveries...obliterating the mundane.
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5 years ago
2 comments:
i love the tunnel pics. havre de grace? is that close to aberdeen?? remember i was stationed there???
Yep...Havre de Grace. I always feel like I'm going to crash as I stare over the barriers onto the Chesapeake. I forgot you were at Aberdeen Proving Grounds! I hope it triggered fond memories. BTW the tunnel pics are my favorite too. Risky photo-antics... but nice result. :)
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