This is the kind of image that non Americans find more interesting than Americans, I suspect. The broad highways of the US with convenient motels and curious backwaters.

It is a spot on the way to West Virginia and I am not sure which Virginia it was in at the time. I suspect it was West. Cloudy skies that didn't rain and on the west side of the Blue Ridge that gets a lot more rain and snow. The single elements may not be that striking to most, with the worn 'Yield' sign and power lines overhead, the motel signs and sparse traffic with a row of hills that make it feel rural. They are evocative to me. I put the bits together and there was certainly a blandness about the composition that didn't express how I felt when I was looking at it. I guess it doesn't carry the sentiments of all of those seventies road films like 'Two Lane Blacktop' and 'Five Easy Pieces' or even that set of Easy Rider-like movies that had such an impact on me. So I spruced it up with individually worked sections - this may or may not convey the individual, the mundane and the alienated of small town America hidden behind the billboards and stretched along the interstates.

Not all the fittings are clean. It is quite rough in certain transitions. Just a sketch, really.

I am putting a detail of the larger image below. The roadsign. Scratched and weathered but shiny and plastic. Tilted and off-kilter. Maybe that means something.