A sea of questionable taste tracking the architecture of the American carnival as it careens through the twentieth century is a ride worthy of the pleasure grounds that speak this longitudinal language best. It’s seductions are legendary and rarely subtle. The carnival always offers us more than we expect, and somehow make us happy even when our pockets are empty. Its transactions are simple ones, a token of cash in exchange for instant, if momentary, sensual gratification.
From the book , “Inside the Reptile Tent.”
Photographs taken at the Virginia State Fair. Focusing on side show and carnival acts and banners, performers, night scenes, and food vendors.