We’re off to Vermont then Montreal for a few days, our last official hurrah to summer (I’ve decided to see how long I can keep this super saturated seasonal love alive through the darker New England months). I’m still scanning film from early summer, from Tennessee and in between even as I’m packing for another photo adventure.
These photos were taken in and around Nashville. Mostly in hotels, gas stations, and stopover spots. While the photographs vary in theme, from portrait to landscape, to interior detail—each one shows an intimate fragment of what it feels like to inhabit a place, if only temporarily. That’s what I had in mind when I shot them anyway so maybe that sentiment remains for me.
Until next week…