Currency fills the frame, not as wealth, but as residue. Marked, folded, defaced, and anonymous, each bill carries a private transaction that no longer matters. Names blur. Messages overwrite faces. Value is present everywhere, meaning nowhere.
At the center, a fractured portrait emerges—part icon, part erasure. The image is pinned in place, surrounded by money like a shrine built from its own contradictions. What was once sacred has been circulated too many times. What was meant to last has been handled into abstraction.
Rendered in stark monochrome, the photograph examines how symbols of power are consumed, altered, and ultimately hollowed out. This is not a celebration of money, but a record of its aftermath—the marks it leaves behind once belief has worn thin.
The image holds tension: reverence and vandalism, devotion and decay. It asks what remains when value is touched by too many hands. Taken in Old Town Scottsdale, AZ.
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