My time in the car on the drive across country involved a lot of figuring out how to sleep comfortably while sitting. I did a lot of leaning forward and gathering soft things to shove under my head... from spare sleeping bags to loose pieces of clothing. While not sleeping in the van there was a lot of scenery out the window. I saw landscapes that are boring to the people who drive through on their daily commutes. But to me America, is beautiful and ever since I returned to New York I've felt this sense of patriotism that really surprises me.
But beyond the plains, craggily rocks, and deserts. And beyond the rows of corn and bunches of soybean-- I saw a bunch of conceptual art. Specifically in Utah. Before my trip I imagined Utah as a place where ladies wore long denim skirts and blouses and men wore wool underwear to honor Joseph Smith. Where sprite sprouted out of everyone public fountain. But this was not quite my experience. Instead I found art. Weird art. Big, beautiful, absurd art. Maybe the same spirit that inspired the following pieces is what inspired J. Smith go all crazy with the religion thing.
1.) Spiral Jetty. Great Salt Lake
2.) Victory Arch, Zaqistan (formerly Utah)
3.) Tree of Life. Off the side of the road. On the salt flats.
These pictures prove I saw these things.