Roadtrip

Trinidad, California, July 2016

Trinidad, California, July 2016

Just this week I returned from a 21-days, 1400 miles trip from San Francisco to Seattle, across Oregons Coastal Route and all the way up to the Olympic Peninsula, which is the US farthest point nortbefore Canada and now I’m very, very slowly try to crawl from a massive jet-lag. I’m wide awake somewhere at 3 in the morning and wander around the house and am disoriented and for a moment don’t know if I’m still in California or already back in Germany. I briefly watch the news to add some fear and terror to this sense of displacement… Couldn’t make much sense of what I’ve seen in the US, but I also can’t suck much sense out of what is currently happening in Europe. Boris Johnson is foreign minister of Britain? And maniacs with strap-on bombs and machetes are roaming the street. I still hope, that our plane passed some kind of distorted dimension-portal and this effect that the world has jumped off the rails will be wearing off soon together with the jetlag…

And here I am again with the results of my being overwhelmed by reality and putting up the camera and shooting away to hold off the effect of this massive assault of sights and light and sensation that America is. It is at once totally strange and absolutely familiar. My whole education comes from american movies and books, it made a loud swooshing sound when suddenly this imagined reality coincides with the actual reality around you and everything turns into a giant mess of absolutely new and absolutely cliché… – and leaves me with about 5000 digital files and 8 roles of Tri-X that I’m now slowly, very slowly trying to recover and make sense of…

What did you do, what did you see? I will not know until I have looked at the pictures…

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