If you lived here… you’d be a Modernist by now.
From the “University Grove Neighborhood Website”: The University Grove neighborhood, tucked in a quiet, wooded corner next to the University of Minnesota St. Paul campus, is a showcase of midwestern residential architecture. The 103 homes built for professors and administrators over a 60-year period represent an “architectural time capsule” of modern America according to a 1989 article about the neighborhood in The New York Times. The result is a mix of family homes, from modern to traditional, side-by-side. What ties the homes together is the visual continuity of openness between individual lots and street setbacks.
I’m incredibly proud to announce that a photography book project I have been working on with MIEL in Belgium will officially come to fruition. BADLANDS will arrive as a hand-bound volume this spring. Featuring an introduction by Éireann Lorsung and essays by Patricia Healy-McMeans and Jan Estep, the book is now available for pre-order through MIEL’s website here.
From the editor’s introduction:
“In BADLANDS, Schroeder’s photographs of empty and seemingly empty and presumed-to-be-empty-but-really-not-empty spaces (including the eponymous holy territory that is now held by South Dakota) also enact Keats’ valuing of doubt, question, mystery. What are these spaces for, the photographs seem to ask. What do they withhold from us? How can we know them? The photographs refuse ‘knowing’ as a rubric, to some extent, leaving us with the strangeness of objects-as-themselves.
“Schroeder’s eye is intent on refocusing: a landscape photograph appears to be deserted, until the tiny upright bodies of tourists appear, marking it both occupied (in several senses) and immense. His photographs ask us to reconsider what is important, what is significant, and what is visible. They say, you think you see the important thing here, but you don’t. Look again. This is Schroeder’s “being in uncertainty”.”
. . . In that Empire, the Art of Cartography attained such Perfection that the map of a single Province occupied the entirety of a City, and the map of the Empire, the entirety of a Province. In time, those Unconscionable Maps no longer satisfied, and the Cartographers Guilds struck a Map of the Empire whose size was that of the Empire, and which coincided point for point with it. The following Generations, who were not so fond of the Study of Cartography as their Forebears had been, saw that that vast map was Useless, and not without some Pitilessness was it, that they delivered it up to the Inclemencies of Sun and Winters. In the Deserts of the West, still today, there are Tattered Ruins of that Map, inhabited by Animals and Beggars; in all the Land there is no other Relic of the Disciplines of Geography.