I got the idea to do this one morning having a cup of coffee/looking out the window in the suburbs at the person across the street cutting already short grass, thought about it in terms of a project for a bit then set out on several trips. To me this work isn't so much about the action but what the lawn represents in our American dreamscape. I like the photos of elderly folks mowing the best, they seem the sadder and most effective of the series. To me saying: This is what we get, This is what we live for.
Chicago photographer Greg Stimac announces a new series, in which he traipsed across America documenting our endless obsession with the lawn. He emails:
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