driving Detroit
Blues, I-39 North over I-96 South
Fresco? I-94 East
I-94 East
Blinding Sun, I-94 East
St. Josapath, I-75 North
St. John the Divine, I-94 West
I-94 West from I-75 South
Detroit's Alternative? I-75 South
Industrial Tornados, I-75 South
More Tornados, I-75 North
Green House, I-94 West
Anonymous Motel, Gratiot Avenue
Palm Springs? Gratiot Avenue
Justice, off Gratiot Avenue
Scrap, off Gratiot Avenue
I-96 South, Ghostly Highways
Exit off I-75 North
Makeshift Dwelling, Exit off I-75 South
Blue Billboard, I-75th North
I-75 North, Ghost-town Style
Winter, I-94 West
I-75 North, Detroit's Heart
Our Lady of the Rosary, I-94 West
I-75 North, Chimera
Red, I-96 North
Almost Downtown, I-94 West
Leaving Detroit, M-10 North
The automotive industry was the core of Detroit’s economy between the end of the nineteenth century and the early 1970s, when the first oil shock and incipient globalization
decimated production, contributing to a decades-long crisis. The monument to the growth and demise of the automative industry in Detroit is its highway network. Built to make the
car the only means of transportation, it reminds me of a hydraulic system, which crisscrosses neighborhoods, often creating insurmountable obstacles in their midst. Flanked and
squeezed in by high banks, cars and trucks move along the river bottoms, while small and large buildings run by swiftly along the sides. When you drive into the city, the highways rush
toward you and vanish into uncontrollable curvilinear points of fugue.
I took photographers from the passenger seat, reacting instinctively to the stimuli that came from outside the vehicle. I let Photoshop turn parts of the images into black and white, while
leaving others in color. The algorithms play the “third eye,” enabling me to reproduce the experience of looking at fast-moving objects from inside your vehicle: some capture your
attention, while others are barely noticed.
The result is a highly selective but revealing portrait of Detroit, which I could “imagine” beyond the highways/river banks, road signals, billboards, tall or low buildings and electrical wires
that dominated my immediate surroundings and loomed onver me from above.
Originally, my plan was to collect images throughout the year. A sudden and unwelcome change in my personal life forced me to end the project. The photographs you see were taken in
late winter, with feeble hints of spring here and there. In Michigan spring does not really show itself until mid-May!