I can here the question mark in your head. But I have a series of photos that I took in Detroit that I would like to share even though it is a subject far from the usual fare at Lost in Arles.
I was moved by my brief time in the Motor City. The push pull energy while questioning, bitter bites of decades decay and small nickel tokens of hope raising up like flags of non-surrender.
It is an American dilemma.
There are a whole lot of symbols out there.
I have two more posts that I will share, also on the weekends. Food for thought, food for compassion hopefully. But if it is not your cup of brew, there is no judgement in that too.
Wishing you all well. Let’s keep our eyes open.
Yup…soulful… 🙂
I totally enjoyed the contrast between the beautiful postings from Provence, and the creation/destruction of Detroit. That city is an urban expression of the nature of mankind in all his foibles. There is a recent documentary called Detropia that hauntingly captures the dying city and its lively people. It stuck with me for weeks, and still it pops into my head with just the slightest provocation.
http://www.wildnatureofny,com
And an update on the politics, have you heard that an Emergency Manager has now been assigned to Detroit to straighten out the finances? It's the largest city to be taken over so far. Lots of issues there to be resolved.
So very poignant, Heather. There's a new book out called Detroit: An American Autopsy; I've been reading so many reviews of it and it strikes me you might find it interesting, too.
My mum had an uncle who moved to Detroit in the 1930s. I believe he used to work for Ford. I still remember looking at photos of Detroit that he would send in my Nanna's album. I know Detroit is going through a bad patch at the moment. It's probably not an area I will ever visit. Thanks for sharing the photos – very different from Arles – but not quite as beautiful.
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