While shooting for Rolling Stone on the Mexico border in Arizona the word, "layup" was uttered occasionally by the vigilantes who patrol the vast desert. I had to find out what they were talking about. Not to be mistaken as rocks scattered among the earth, these are personal items: shirts, pants, underwear, toothbrushes and Axe Body Spray quickly mold to the contours of the sand. It is the trash left by illegals before they get picked up and continue their journey further into the US, evidence of their successful 30-60 mile hike through the treaterous desert. These sites are hidden within the deadly foliage of thorns and venom. As life in the desert is a struggle for survival, so too is the journey of people who have risked their lives to survive the politics, economies and narco-activities of their, now, former nation.
I am also seeking financial aid to return to the desert to continue searching and photographing more layups. If you would like to support this project, please contact me.