I keep convincing myself that if I stare at this long enough a street luger will come speeding through. So it’s interesting that something without an obvious subject works so well in holding my attention. That little gap in the grass bottom left is crucial as an entrance in to this.
Street luger is pretty sophisticated but I certainly felt a ‘whoosh’ on first seeing this: the decapitated post keeps registering as a speed restriction sign. The reasonably wide road makes the passing place seem almost redundant. Finally, the streaks on the road are matched by the near horizontal nature of the conifers’ branches.
Of course at least a third of this width *is* the passing place.
That said, the hill at this point is only just not a two laner.
On the way down the other side there are some stretches that have been made properly two lane with white lines and all, yet still have their passing places. I guess that as those signs deteriorate they won’t be replaced.
With the streaks (enthusiastic, panicked? braking) seems like an almost-not-passing place. The relatively fresh barriers add to that. With so little content, it has a lot of story to tell.
I keep convincing myself that if I stare at this long enough a street luger will come speeding through. So it’s interesting that something without an obvious subject works so well in holding my attention. That little gap in the grass bottom left is crucial as an entrance in to this.
Comment by akikana — July 28, 2010 @ 03:43
Street luger is pretty sophisticated but I certainly felt a ‘whoosh’ on first seeing this: the decapitated post keeps registering as a speed restriction sign. The reasonably wide road makes the passing place seem almost redundant. Finally, the streaks on the road are matched by the near horizontal nature of the conifers’ branches.
Comment by zavaell — July 28, 2010 @ 06:46
Of course at least a third of this width *is* the passing place.
That said, the hill at this point is only just not a two laner.
On the way down the other side there are some stretches that have been made properly two lane with white lines and all, yet still have their passing places. I guess that as those signs deteriorate they won’t be replaced.
Comment by colinjago — July 28, 2010 @ 12:36
Is the sign even there, or is it just the post?
This reminds me of one Christina’s prairie pictures, tilted.
Comment by alofsm — July 31, 2010 @ 11:56
Just a post…
Comment by colinjago — August 4, 2010 @ 07:51
R. Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
R. I wish to complain about this passing place what you just posted.
C. Oh yes, the uh, the passing place….What’s, uh…What’s wrong with it?
R. I’ll tell you what’s wrong with it. E’s dead that’s what’s wrong with it!
These are really good fun! The gentle curve down give the room for the dead sign.
Comment by Rex — July 31, 2010 @ 20:16
the passing places are less and less about the sign and more about the passing place itself.
Comment by rhoehne — August 7, 2010 @ 10:22
Failure to adhere to the brief? :-)
Exploring the domain? :-)
Avoidance of the rut/style? :-)
Comment by Rex — August 7, 2010 @ 11:15
Don’t know about whoosh, but enjoying the idea of something suddenly appearing in the image traveling down that slope — a skateboard comes to mind.
I think this takes on much more interest as a part of the series than it would on its own.
Comment by Christina — August 7, 2010 @ 13:41
With the streaks (enthusiastic, panicked? braking) seems like an almost-not-passing place. The relatively fresh barriers add to that. With so little content, it has a lot of story to tell.
Comment by doonster — August 8, 2010 @ 03:29