Often artists work in "cycles." You read one of my poetry cycles earlier in the colors blog. Today I am sharing my American Dream photographic cycle. One of the best things about this shoot is that it was completely unplanned. My husband and I were driving to visit his children and stopped at a rest area as the sun was setting. Here was this farmer working to get his crop in while he could still see and very obviously wearily making his way home as the beauty that surrounded him played out it's daily routine as well.
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| The Job |
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| Going Home |
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| Promise |
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| The Farm |
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| Sunset |
Farms were, from the beginning, what the American dream was all about. Owning your own land. Growing, breeding/herding, and bartering for the things that sustain your family and your community. That was the American dream. My paternal grandfather was a farmer. My father was not. The "baby boomers" were a generation of professionals. The American Dream changed. The family farm is now replaced by corporate farming and hobby farmers. There are still family farmers, but they are the minority now. I was caught by the juxtaposition and I hope I caught it as well. The American Dream changes, it is supposed to, over time; but in truth it is the same as it always was. To live a life free from strife and that makes the future a good one. Is the sun setting on that too?
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