Doug Rickard documents the quiet, deserted, anonymous, twilight-zone areas of a neighborhood he refers to simply as "American Suburb".
These places could be found in almost any suburban tract of a certain age, anywhere across America. Rickard's photographs capture what is quintessential: A certain style of mass-produced architecture, erected decades ago, that gets altered (a little) over the years with attempts to make it look more cheery or more personal or less-uniform. These quickly and cheaply constructed cookie-cutter "communities", painted with changing colors over the years, are surrounded by flat grass lawns, low-maintenance ground cover, generic shrubs and bushes.
These are not vibrant neighborhoods; there is barely a sign of human life here, except for a gap in some window blinds where someone might be looking out. It is not difficult to imagine that the people who inhabit American Suburb prefer to sit or lie quietly inside, with the shades drawn, while they watch TV, or worry about their medicine, or wait for tomorrow's alarm clock to go off.
What Rickard is able to do so well, is to find what is beautiful here when the light is right. He waits for his moments, frames his scenes carefully, and celebrates the quirky shapes, the unlikely pairings of colors, the lonely stubble of lawnmower clippings clinging to the fading painted sidewalks. He finds some humor here, and colors that are luscious, if only late at night, or in the long shadows of a setting sun. He makes us smile at the sad irony when we see the yellow glass facade and tacky stick-on letter sign at the entrance to Royal Palms Apts. And he makes us wonder where all the people are, and why.
— Jim Casper
FeatureAmerican SuburbDouglas Rickhard chronicles the twilight-zone empty feeling of 60s and 70s era suburban housing developments in the United States.View Images
Douglas Rickhard chronicles the twilight-zone empty feeling of 60s and 70s era suburban housing developments in the United States.View Images
Douglas Rickhard chronicles the twilight-zone empty feeling of 60s and 70s era suburban housing developments in the United States.
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