A Palette of Rust and Dreams
I have always been drawn to them. The way they wind through towns, behind homes and across fields. Their constant movement forward. The whistle, lonesome and yearning. How the flickering light between the trees and the gentle rocking of the locomotive lulls you into a dream-state. Memories come and go, and for a fleeting moment--as the world rushes by outside--I feel as though every town I pass through and every landscape I perceive is a place that I belong.
For nearly three years, I've boarded the Piedmont and the Carolinian--two trains that travel between Rocky Mount and Charlotte, North Carolina--to document the travelers and communities touches by North Carolina's railroad. This is a vignette of a train journey as told through the eyes of a traveler.
These photographs explore the space between destinations as they depict travelers and railroad workers bearing witness to a world and landscape both ephemeral and historic. All at once this world belongs to me, to them and to no one.