Highway Trees | Designated verge Along defined route Accommodation land |
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prisoner of the white lines. Seems official, an image series has emerged gazing out the windshield considering the way onward. Vanishing points on the horizon, much of modern contemporary life is spent inside an enclosed space moving through a secondary constructed space, two associated synthetic realities. This experience is an emersion into an interactive but undemanding comportment that numbs cognitive processing by autonomously adjusting the expected.
“I've seen every highway in the United States, and they all look alike to me.” - Loretta Lynn
