When I lived in Charleston, South Carolina I became aware of a highway bridge that connects marshy island communities and their beaches to the mainland peninsula of Charleston, the city. This Connector as it called is a monumental path lifted high above the marsh and the sea. It is a clean cement arc while underneath lies something else entirely. To get underneath one must ride a bike up to a section where one ramp passes under another. Here you can hop over the side onto a cement platform and begin to explore. Underneath is pluff mud – decaying plant matter with the signature funky, low tide smell of the lowcountry. There are wild fox, crabs, abandoned sailboats, homeless encampments, and other treasures. I photographed under the Connector for three years. For me, this space seemed like the perfect metaphor for man literally placing himself above nature.