Highway, Arges, Romania – Google Maps Redux
Red Car on Side of Highway, Sibiu, Romania – Google Maps Redux
Jurgen Handel, Germany – Google Maps Redux. Repurposing Google street view.
Skirting Death Valley, Nevada – Google Maps Redux
While another unpaved road addresses it directly.
Rustling Leaves at the Bend in the Road, Somewhere in Italy – Google Maps Redux
Stonehenge, UK – Google Maps Redux
Repurposing street view.
Trevi Fountain, Rome, Italy – Google Maps Redux
Trevi Fountain, Las Vegas, Nevada, USA – Google Maps Redux
Nice that the Trevi fountain in Las Vegas is located next to The Mirage. I’ve a difficult time imagining Anita Ekberg baptizing Marcello Mastroianni in Las Vegas’ Trevi at the break of dawn. Where would they find the kitten, wandering in the gutter on South Las Vegas Boulevard?
“And how many people (are in the desert)? Do they have arms?” “They will tell you that, too. They will tell you everything.” – quotes from Antonioni’s movie “The Passenger”. Picture from some place in Nevada that has nothing to do with “The Passenger”. Google Maps Redux, in which I find and frame images from Google Maps and redo them.
Desert rock pareidolia.
Hoover Dam – Google Maps Redux
I realize that though I wrote about Hoover Dam in Unending Wonders of a Subatomic World, the event was streamlined, couched in comedy taking advantage of Hope and Chance wrangling life on The Road. Your experience probably won’t be like mine because we all parse things a bit differently and circumstance is uneven, but I’d like to try to impart a little of what my virgin experience of Hoover Dam was like.
One grows up hearing about the Hoover Dam, a little photo blip in the history books at school. One grows up hearing about Hoover Dam as a monumental technological achievement that grew out of the Depression. Accompanying stock photos never quite express the size of it, but even if they did they are so bled dry and sterile that, years later, if one is traveling toward the dam one expects that same school page experience with the black and white text surrounding. Flat. No peril. No magic. No taste of the awe that is supposed to be inspired by one of the so-called wonders of the world. With a photo of a daredevil artist balancing on one hand on a teeter-totter chair propped on one leg on a fifty story high girder, their life an unexpected hiccup of indiscriminate wind away from a death tumble into the abyss of the city streets far below, one’s balance falters and woozily swims with the knowledge of how thin is the thread that holds us to the here and now solid ground. Out of balance, the watcher falls into the pit and is gone, even as the daredevil artist, in the next never seen photo, ably cheats death and steps aside. But photos of the Hoover Dam, despite all the power generated by it, are about as thrilling as white, orthopedic shoes.
Hoover Dam – Google Maps Redux
The Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah – Google Maps Redux
Repurposing the indiscriminate eye of street view.
White Painted Stones, Carretera Federal 307 in Mexico – Google Maps Redux