"And with a soft kiss I bid my adieu to Casa Voyageurs and Casablanca, speeding galliantly towards the Atlas Forrest and the ancient Medina of Fes (Fez) with the Brass Tears of Ted Curson in my ear, seat 5f, compartment 1, express train 119. Enshallah."
Text by Dustin Lynn
The Vicissitude Of Water (Tennis Court No. 2) Minneapolis, USA Photo Dustin Lynn
The Vicissitude Of Water (Goal Post) Minneapolis, USA Photo Dustin Lynn
New photographs by artist, filmmaker, traveler Dustin Lynn. To elucidate the hidden meaning behind these haunting, frigid images, in Dustin Lynn's own words: "[The] highest level of ascension in water is when it becomes snow - then it can take other forms like the branches of a tree, an alfa romeo, or a playing field." Isolated and glamorous with overwhelming quietude, these images are still-frames of a morbid, parallel nirvana in Middle America.