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The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
— Bob Dylan
There is that great romance of the open road — the moving from one place to another; the taking in of grand vistas; the overall freedom to roam over a vast landscape. The road by itself is nothing but a means of conveyance, but it's still the road to everywhere you go. Many travelers have noted that it's not about destinations however, but most essentially about the journey itself and what you make of it (or, just as often, what it makes of you). The road is the great metaphor for life and living. If you are weak the road will destroy you. If you are strong the road might also destroy you (such are the vagaries of life). But if you are strong and insightful, and only as careful as you need to be, then the road is full of adventure and possibility.
And yet ...
The highway is the largest human artifact on this planet. It is the means by which the industrial world imposes
itself upon the landscape and it's effect is considerable. Road kill; waste; pollution — the disruptive force of the highway can be an important
point-of-reference when considering the much broader issues about how even the most essential and meaningful human activities can effect, alter and threaten the natural world.
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Left:
Perpetual Motion (fragment)
acrylic on tire fragment
1990
Below:
Travelogue, April, 2005
Computer generated calendar/journal
for print-out on 8.5 x 11 inch pages
(click on pages 7, 9 and 29
to see larger page samples)
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