Lafayette Square, 2006
from the series Savannah Nights
Having grown up in the Chicago area, I have always been intrigued by the urban landscape. All the trees, placed so carefully between buildings, the flora that frames city doorways, the flowers that line the sidewalk. In the city, we control nature. We shape it. Or try to.
When I moved to Savannah, Georgia in 2001, I saw an evolution taking place in the city, one that has been ongoing for nearly three centuries. The city was designed to fuse the natural and urban environments. That has worked to the city’s advantage, creating a unique, even eccentric, reality. But Savannah is in constant metamorphosis, with endless construction shaping and reshaping its streets. After the sun fades away, so does the city’s congestion. This is when people retire to their homes and hotels for the night and the city puts itself on display. With the moon and artificial light working together, Savannah is illuminated by both nature and man. Those scenes afford a real solitude that’s witnessed by the lucky few. That’s the Savannah I know – that world where nature and the city connect, in the quiet glow of night. The city hums, and I take its picture.