The highway is etched into the collective conscious of the American culture. We love our cars and the road is, alternately, the venue for journey and the drudgery attached to routine commuting. Time spent on the road can be a distraction, a nuisance, or a window onto our sense of place in the landscape.
Even when most banal, the rhythm of movement through time and space creates drama. The highway provides an opportunity to paint the unseen, the unnoticed vista marred by the detritus of concrete and asphalt that attends to the world we see every day and rarely look at.