When I visited the Carmel area, I searched for vestiges of one of my favorite photographers – Edward Weston – who lived, worked and died here more than 50 years ago. I had been reading his journals, and knew what to look for. I spoke to locals at both a photography gallery bearing his name and at the retail shopping building that was once the site of the studio where he made some of his most famous images, including iconic nudes and peppers. I photographed at nearby Point Lobos, where he made many of his most important landscapes. And I visited the site of his home on Wildcat Hill, now owned by a grandson. The modest house on the hill where Weston lived and died is now hidden in the trees covering the hill, but there is still a mailbox bearing his name, along with the entrance to a driveway, just off the public road. I made this photograph of that driveway and converted it to black and white, the medium Weston used to make his own images. A curtain of trees clings to the edge of the driveway, a virtual screen of privacy. The road curves away from these trees, rising towards the unknown. The focal point of the image is the small, hand lettered sign that simply says “Weston Private Driveway.” By using a 24mm wideangle focal length, I am able to move close enough to that sign to make it legible, yet also retain the curtain of old trees, most of them dating from Weston’s lifetime, as well as the curving roadway that carries the eye through the image.