When I am with Tom Woodward, I make art.
This piece documents those special spaces in the US cultural landscape—like Check Cashing joints and 1970s strip malls—the highway food stops along the I-95 have a special place in my heart. Particularly, I like my fried chicken from Roy Rogers—it’s the culinary b-ness of the bava blog.
Jim vs Roy Rogers Chicken from Tom Woodward on Vimeo.
If I had to identify a single Bava post that would fail to prompt a single comment from anyone three days later… I think I would have guessed another…
I feel increasingly removed and maybe even alienated from the prevailing rhythms of the digital zeitgeist.
Roy Rogers is the antidote to that alienation, sometimes you simply have to give in. And once you embrace it, everything goes numb. It’s wonderful.
Jim’s particular cult of personality is very hard to figure.