J.R. Ball first arrived in McKinney ten years ago—rather unexpectedly—and jarringly found himself immersed in the expansive flatness of the rural North Texas plains. To ease his troubled mind, he would drive for miles with only an antiquated film camera by his side, lost amongst places and things long forgotten, discarded, and abandoned.

Before long, he developed a deep, personal connection with this subject matter and, therein, found meaning and direction. Now, he shares a decade worth of work in his first solo exhibition.