There is something vaguely menacing about Mitch Epstein's photographs. Particularly in the one heading towards the factories. It looks like you're strapped into a tram slowly and inexorably chugging into hell. And then the one of the New Orleans Police Officer has a great voyeuristic quality of not being able to see the police officer's eyes and yet having him stare past you. It's a weird relation. The gun pointing towards you adds some nice tension as does the off symmetry and lack of feeling entirely centered in the frame. The Grand Canyon one is great. I love photos of things being in really out of place locations and well, yeah, you can see what I like about the other one then.
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