My work is reflective of the vehicular landscape that the American Midwest was built on. The highways that line the landscape are the livelihood of the small towns that litter rural America, creating a culture that is built around the road. Within every one of those small towns, no matter how small, there is a mechanics shop to keep traffic coming and going. It’s in one of those very shops that I grew up, the son of a mechanic. I would spend my formative days watching with a keen fascination as my father devoted his time to keeping these mechanical creatures alive. I slowly began to notice how each automobile seemed to take on it’s own personality, a nostalgic record of their journey, until they were inevitably deemed obsolete and thrown to the wayside.
This road culture is always shedding the old for the new, and in its wake, leaving these pockets of nostalgia, rust, and unrivaled stillness. It’s those pockets of the old and mundane, that I find my muse. Scenes so beautifully lost to time, that they feel almost cinematic in their presentation. It’s this facet of our rural landscape that I find so exhilarating; a landscape heavily saturated with run down automobiles, and neon lined motels. I am constantly chasing that sensation of mystic solitude and nostalgia that is so delicately littered along the vehicular landscape of the American Midwest.
See the completed body of work at: http://www.sethharwoodphotography.com/nightowl/