I have been a fan of classic neon signs for decades. From the 1920s to the 1960s they symbolized a stylish world of affluent sophistication, mainly from the USA. The myth of going west in large cars, of staying in motels and eating in shiny metal diners always excited me. Route 66 has been replaced by Highway 40; few of the old motels, cafes, diners and their beautiful neon signs survive. I travelled the American West in the 1990s and documented what I could find. The world is fast becoming visually poorer. These signs are remnants of an age gone by.
Barstow, USA, 1999
Barstow, USA, 1999