When all else is gone all we are left with are fragments of history and symbols of significance, subjective icons of belief and pictures and memories of our place in the world.
This forms a large part of my own canon of beliefs that they represent in all their vast blank whiteness, infinite potential and magic, and that their gradual disappearance is symptomatic of the disappearance of something infinitely more important and vital.
Why in a climate of proliferating commercial billboards are Drive-ins disappearing? What has happened to the individual, creative, entrepreneurial, spirit of endeavour, where delight and value for money were still sustainable commodities ?
They stand for me as rivals to the mentality of the multi-plex; they are the unique, absurd and antiquated symbols of the spirit of freedom, adventure and dreams.
These works serve as recollections to show that, in this day and age, nostalgia for Drive-ins is not misplaced.