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Category: Classic Cars

  • Not Quite So Broken

    I made this picture in Holy Cross. That’s in roughly the same place as yesterday’s picture. But, this one is a little more whimsical and colorful. I especially like the car. It came from California. Of course it did. If you look on the porch of the pink house — Oh wait. Excuse me. The…

  • And, On The Fourth of July

    I’m not really a big fireworks kind of guy. So, while I was thinking about what to post today, I came up with the idea of a collection of Americana pictures. So here we go.

  • 5000 Country Music Songs

    I wrote about Seligman, Arizona, a few days ago.  I realized then that you haven’t seen enough of the place. So, today’s post will be a little long and full. Thirteen pictures, I think. There’s no overall picture and that’s too bad. But, my detail pictures should give you a sense of the place. It’s…

  • A Little Red

    Not just any red. Fuzzy dice red. With an American flag. I thought I’d post this as a walk up to a long Memorial Day weekend. Originally it was called Decoration Day and it was established to honor the Union war dead who were killed during the Civil War (In The United States — for…

  • Quirky Western Pictures

    When I take road trips, I sort of shape shift as I work. Sometimes I try to make pictures that are a little iconic. Sometimes I try to channel my best Ernst Haas. Sometimes I look for quirky subjects. These images are quirky. There is a little twist to them. Maybe there is a little…

  • Red

    A year or so ago I published a little Blurb book called “Red. Red. Red.” I used it mostly as a marketing piece. But, it is still listed in the Blurb library. If I were asked what my favorite color is, my reply would be color. I like color. I like powerful, strong, bright, energetic…

  • Another Forgotten Car

    I made a number of images at one junkyard. Since these images have no commercial use, I’ve decided to leave license plates in the composition since they give an approximate date of the car’s last years of service. I suppose I like looking at ghosts and older junk. It is sort of like the photographers…

  • I could have had…

    … a V 8. Well, not this kind. This is a late 1930s Ford V 8 that I found in a junkyard somewhere in New Mexico. Metal objects seem to last longer in the dry air of New Mexico. Most cars have very little rust on them. Instead, they just look sandblasted.