The Deep South, As Seen Through the Eyes of Renowned Photographer Steve McCurry

A new book written by travel writer Paul Theroux features images that chronicle life in this part of the country

Delores Walker Robinson on her farm near Palestine, Arkansas. “I’m looking ten years down the road. I want to build up the herd and do this full time.” © Steve McCurry
Janet May, the proprietor of Blue Shadows Bed and Breakfast, on her lawn, Greensboro, Alabama © Steve McCurry
Massoud Besharat at one of his granite quarries, Elberton, Georgia © Steve McCurry
Ruby Johnson, postmaster, folding the flag at the end of the day, Arcola, Mississippi © Steve McCurry
“Most of this community is lower class. All poverty level.” Chester Skaggs in the bedroom of his newly renovated house, Holman Community, Ozarks, Arkansas. © Steve McCurry
Prison laborers, convicted of misdemeanors, sweeping the streets under a guard’s supervision, Marianna, Arkansas © Steve McCurry
Lester Carter in front of his shack on a winter afternoon, Cotton Plant, Arkansas. Penniless, unemployed, and hungry: “I got nothing to eat but some rice.” © Steve McCurry
Andre Peer, a farmer, explaining the frustrations of farming, after supervising the loading of his soybean crop onto a river barge, Helena, Arkansas © Steve McCurry
Abandoned gas station, Route 301, Allendale, South Carolina © Steve McCurry
Bridal dress shop in the center of Philadelphia, Mississippi © Steve McCurry
Reverend Virgin Johnson of Revelation Ministries Church. “God sends us a storm. I need this storm. What would I do without my storm? It makes me turn to the Lord. And so I say, ‘Thank you, storm!’ ” Sycamore, South Carolina. © Steve McCurry
Country road in the Ozarks, near Lamar, Arkansas © Steve McCurry
In Warren, Arkansas, where about one out of four families lives in poverty, a vintage movie theater was shuttered. © Steve McCurry
Abandoned garden, Elberton, Georgia © Steve McCurry
Mary Ward Brown, writer, in the home her father built, two months before she died, at ninety-five, in Hamburg, near Marion, Alabama © Steve McCurry
Abandoned shop by the railroad tracks in Demopolis, Alabama © Steve McCurry
Jessica Badger in a bedroom of her mother’s house, indicating the leaky roof, Allendale, South Carolina © Steve McCurry
A dry farm field. © Steve McCurry
Melvin Johnson on the porch of his family’s nineteenth-century house, which he’s lived in for more than fifty years without plumbing or electricity, Razor Road, Allendale, South Carolina © Steve McCurry

Over the course of his career, Steve McCurry has taken some iconic photographs, among the most memorable is the “Afghan Girl” portrait he captured while on assignment for National Geographic in 1985. In the years since, McCurry has worked with Smithsonian magazine on multiple occasions, and his work has appeared in countless other publications, books and exhibits. Much of his best-known work has come from remote regions: places that are inaccessible and distant, or difficult to relate to. This fall, he has two book projects coming out, each about places that could, in their own ways, be considered remote. His photographs of the American South will appear this week in famed travel writer Paul Theroux’s new book, Deep South. (An early dispatch of this trip from Theroux, and featuring McCurry’s photography, appeared in Smithsonian in the July/August 2014 issue.) Next month, a collection of his photographs from India will be released by Phaidon. McCurry spoke with Smithsonian.com about both projects in a two-part Q&A. An edited and condensed version of the first part, on Deep South, is below.

Deep South: Four Seasons on Back Roads

Paul Theroux has spent fifty years crossing the globe, adventuring in the exotic, seeking the rich history and folklore of the far away. Now, for the first time, in his tenth travel book, Theroux explores a piece of America — the Deep South.

How did this collaboration come about in the first place?

Well, Paul [Theroux] and I have been working together since 1984. We did a book together, we did an assignment together in Costa Rica. I visited him at his home in Hawaii. We have a long history of working together.

Paul Theroux has a very distinct style of travel writing and you have a very distinct style of photography. How would you describe Paul’s style?

I think his writing is direct, it’s simple, it’s understandable. He has great insight into people, into human behavior. He’s one of the greatest storytellers. He’s written like 50 books, he’s simply a great storyteller and he has a real insight into human nature.

Many of those same things could be said about the way you take photographs. I’m curious if you think there’s a certain humor he brings to his projects, for instance. I’m curious if there is stylistic choices like that that jump out at you that may differ from how you approach documentary journalism.

Paul has a keen sense of humor and a sharp wit. I think that there is a lot of humor in his writing. And I think he’s able to often cut to the core in, sometimes, a very humorous way, getting to the point of a situation, or cutting through some of the nonsense to get some truth in situations.

Were there any particular images or people or places that really stuck with you?

We met a number of black farmers. It was fascinating to see what their lives were like throughout the years, some of the difficulties they had, operating large farms in the South.

Were there particular photographs that really stuck with you?

Mary Ward Brown was this very interesting writer who actually died shortly after we photographed her and interviewed her. She lived in this extremely remote part of Alabama, in this small house, yet she was this very literary person. She was a wonderful writer. Her house was full of books and art. Very sophisticated, very elegant, very witty. It was fascinating to see this woman in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of Alabama, off in the middle of fields of cotton or whatever.

And then there was this bridal shop in Philadelphia, Mississippi. That was interesting because it was sort of ghostly. It was a very rainy Sunday afternoon and it was completely empty, and there was this one bridal shop in the middle of this town, it was just surreal. You felt like you were in the twilight zone. Just a bride dressed up in a white gown on an empty street.

It’s definitely haunting image.

And then there was [my photo of] Route 301 in Allendale, South Carolina. All the traffic now really goes on the interstate. I used go down to Atlanta and I would travel on this road. It’s this abandoned, desolate, forgotten piece of highway that the world has really passed by. It’s fascinating because it’s a piece of history now. It’s not relevant.

Do you feel that you approach documenting a place like the South and a place like India the same way? Or do you have different treatments for different places?

Let me answer your question that way: I see absolutely zero difference between working in the southern part of the United States and working, say, in any place in India. I see it as exactly the same thing.

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