Hillside

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When our children were growing up we spent a couple of weeks each summer in a village in central Vermont.  The cottage we rented had once been a ticket booth at the state fair.  A porch and bedrooms were added and a tiny kitchen installed.  It was rather makeshift; the walls were of some kind of composition board.  The upside of this soft wall board was that I could easily pin photographs to it.

The village had a general store and a post office but we would often need to drive to a larger town nearby for a supermarket and a bookstore and for movies once a week at the Town Hall.  Whenever we made the drive we would pass an odd structure of multiple barns with a sign on one side that read “Hillside.”  We often stopped so I could photograph Hillside at different distances, sometimes on the way out and sometimes on the way back.  I did this for several summers.  I would pin my polaroid photographs on a wall of the cottage so I could look at them and cull them.  Eventually I made the best of them into a book.

Hillside is a unique book. 8 x 16 inches. Eleven polaroid photographs window mounted on one ply museum board paper, illustration board ends, black rice paper jacket. 1980’s.