Me+Yashica+Redscaled film.

As a kid Manchester, NH was always a place that we drove by or drove to in order to get on a plane. It was never a destination in itself. I grew up believing Manchester was just a boring suburb of Boston.

I decided to start my dérive in the north end near the Currier Museum of Art because of the free parking.

To be honest, I don’t really understand Manchester. It doesn’t fit with what I know about urban environments. It isn’t a slum and it isn’t Boston, Paris or Montreal.

Large homes, parks and beautiful things from the 60s.

I don’t really like this sculpture. It stands in front of the Currier Museum of Art as a way of saying “look we have art.” I know they have art.

Industrial wealth.

The park is nice but the geometry of the Catholic Charities and Manchester Diocese building holds my attention.

• May 3rd, 2009
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