In 1996 I began to make pictures of my hometown in Southern California. A beach town, it offered photogenic attractions like sunsets and “views”, but these weren’t what drew me. Instead, I chose as my subjects details of the suburbia in which I had grown up, apartment facades, back yards, bits of parks and schools, as well as odd, anonymous objects - railings, fences, electric meters. Like my subjects, practically invisible myself in my middle-aged pursuits, I photographed these methodical