The series Cross Road Blues borrows its title from the legendary blues song by Robert Johnson which some claim is a reference to the singer selling his soul to the devil at a Mississippi Delta crossroads. The mythology surrounding Johnson’s song can be interpreted as a cautionary tale of the price paid for the American Dream, and Kellett’s allusion to it leaves the viewer wondering if the figures in his photographs chose their souls or their dreams at their crossroads.



The individuals and small clusters of people waiting in Kellett’s photographs seem to be part of a film set, strangely isolated in typically bustling urban centres and surrounded with cinematographic lighting. Like a film, each person tells a unique story about their American experience. One man waits for a passing school bus before crossing the street with a cast on his right foot (PeachTree St, Atlanta). A family stands together near the corner of the street (Hubbard St, Chicago), possibly deciding whether to walk or take the nearby stairs up to the train. Taken as a whole, the series shows commonalities that all humans share: waiting, thinking, deciding which way to go.