I've loved William Eggleston ever since Kyle introduced me to his work a couple of years ago. His subject matter, Eudora Welty writes, includes "old tyres, Dr Pepper machines, discarded air-conditioners, vending machines, empty and dirty Coca-Cola bottles, torn posters, power poles and power wires, street barricades, one-way signs, detour signs, No Parking signs, parking meters and palm trees crowding the same curb." To put it differently, he usually photographs "ordinary" life: the strangeness and beauty of it. The trite and the odd. The usual.
Of course, I'm the last one to realize that Eggleston is actually FROM Memphis. And that a lot of his photographs are, in fact, taken around town.
Then I look back at some of his work and it makes perfect sense. That's Memphis.