We spent four days on the road retracing the portion of Edward Weston and Charis Wilson’s Guggenheim route that ran alongside the California/Mexico border. Jason drove and Adan sat in the back while I watched the landscape pass by, my view camera and tripod tucked between my legs. When I caught a view, we stopped the car and unfolded the camera. Jason would wait in the car while Adan and I tramped off-road to see whether the tradition of landscape photography could still hold itself together even when the land refused to remain a picture and became a wound.
Borderlandscapes, digital positives from 4×5 black and white negatives, 2026.
