Jody E. Borhani-D'Amico
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Suburbia March - May 2020

May 18

20/5/2020

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"You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget." -The Road
It's been over a month, nearly two, since the morning the double tractor trailer blocked four lanes of traffic to deliver its  load of 10 to 30 tombstones. I have lost hold on the number of stones, and it's the trucker's pivot across the road that I remember. I regretted for weeks not having a camera in the passenger seat.
It's been a week or so since a masked young man on a bike looked out over the same traffic, inverted homeward, 7pm. He had a pet rabbit sitting in bike's trailer hitch. I could have snapped the photo but I didn't want to upset his serenity. 
I think about that trucker and that rabbit. The photos not taken. ​How hard it is to carry. How easy it is to be carried.
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"my family doesn't like it if I practice at home"
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May 17

20/5/2020

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There are dogs who steal from people
​There are  dogs who steal from dogs
​ I have one of each

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May 7th

11/5/2020

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My first time at the doctor (thank goodness) since COVID hit. 
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Times Square felt out of step with time like everything else lately
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May 1st

1/5/2020

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Far from the first time there's been a bone in the street
Discarded barbecue? 
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    Diary

    Updated description:

    When my teaching job was first shut down, then shifted to remote work, I began photographing my neighborhood. It's an area near but not in NYC that's very deep in military history. Many of the residents work as police / FD / military, or are nurses. It's deep red politically but also has strong immigrant ties.

    I'm new here, and the thing that has fascinated me since I moved in is the identical houses built en masse in 1960. So many have the exact same floor plan.

    I wanted to capture the conservative tastes of the neighborhood -- in yard decor, in"military cut" lawns and in a chorus of flags that can come across as a dog whistle. I tried to reserve my judgments of my neighbors' political stances. I wanted to catch the eerie quality inherent in planned midcentury communities.

     I rarely go inside my neighbors' homes, but my goal remained: let me honestly document our outdoor moments during the (update Jan 2021 -- still raging) pandemic. I also added in my own moments around and about, since I found them interesting on their own but also because everyone who's non-essential has been spending so much time with themselves and whoever they live with.

    I ended my photo project with the day I attended a Black Lives Matter protest. Since late May 2020, I have felt we are entering a different era that merits a different photographic approach.
      
    Original description: I am observing the COVID era  from the comfort of my suburban neighborhood.
    In March, before most of NY went into quarantine, my students went from shooting on C100s and 6Ds on a Friday to having no school whatsoever on that Monday.
    Many of them have no wifi, no cell phone, no camera. I went home to my 6D, my Pentax, our vintage cameras.
    ​Now I teach online, and every day I ask my students to document their lives in various ways. I feel it is only fair for me to make an attempt at documenting my own life, too.
    I live in a high risk household. I come from a family with riddled with autoimmune, mental and neurological illnesses. And yet, most of my contacts are doing well. I get to work from home, and I have plenty to eat. I have my 6D to shoot on.
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    Mine has always been a heard voice.
    I think these photos are tinged with the simple pleasures and complex guilt that this position entails.

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