There was this old townie who used to roam around State Street back when I was living in Ann Arbor, MI. He was always talking to himself and looking for someone to listen, maybe give him some cash or cigarettes. This one night, real late, in the dead of winter, he stopped me. He said, If you walk around too much you'll forget who you are. He had tears in his eyes as he said this. Before that night and after I've spent a good deal of time moving around, chasing something from one city to the next. I don't know if this lifestyle is born out of neccesity, a survival instinct, or if there's something in the blood that keeps a person on the run. But after a while the foreign places start to feel familiar - the road and the spaces inbetween towns begin to feel like home. The more time I spend roaming around the more I know that townie was right. You can lose yourself on the road. You can forget where you're going, what you love, and whatever it is you've been looking for your whole life. The photographs in this collection are sort of about that. These are the places I passed through while I was forgetting.
First Edition, 2010
Contains 90 photographs