In her later teens and early 20s, Mimi Plumb went back to where she was from, suburbia. She photographed the landscape of her childhood: the mushrooming housing developments, suburban malls, the county fairs, the torn up swaths of land, and most importantly the people living there, the kids, the teenagers, the adults, all reminders of her youth... Throughout her childhood years, in the 1950s and 1960s, growing up beneath the shadow of Mt. Diablo in the California suburb of Walnut Creek, Plumb watched the rolling hills and green valleys be developed with tract homes and strip malls. To her and her teenage friends, they were the blandest, saddest homes in the world. Suburbia also stood in stark contrast to the cultural and violent upheavals taking place across the country, the shooting of John F. Kennedy, the ongoing threat of nuclear war, the civil rights movement, and the anti-war movement. Suburbia felt like a cultural wasteland, something of a purgatory to her. Mimi Plumb got out as quickly as she could upon graduating from high school.