The world is filled with places that have no more promise or hope than this scene at the end of a dirt road in North Carolina. But. For all its forlornness and its forever going no-where-ness, I find it to be beautiful, serene, centering, grounding, and an invitation to sit and stay for a while.
There is a sense of divine/sacred okayness about it that comforts me and brings up a smile, making this photograph my grandest piece of art I have ever produced, awaiting a wall in some museum for the lost and broken, going nowhere, good for nothing–except for butts that sit and eyes that see, then there be blessings and grace galore and gladness that life has lasted long enough to bring us here, now and bless us with the truth that comes with seeing what we look at and knowing what we know. There is promise and hope aplenty for those that can do that wherever they are.
Jim Dollar's Photography and Philosophy 