old car. i like these from the back end. and sometimes the big ass headlights.
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i may not have made it to a car show today, but i kinda have. at least a half dozen very nice cars have passed through the intersection so far. didn't see them uptown earlier, so i have no idea where they are going, but at least i get to see them for a moment.
sitting here watching cars squealing through the intersection. supposed to come to a full and complete stop. unsurprisingingly, many slow just enough to see no one else is coming, then step on the gas and go.
my favorite spot, i can see old cars, like the sixties pontiac, that just drove by, my personal moving car show. nice tail lights. wow, he turned around and came back through. wonder if he's looking for parking uptown...
mostly i hear a lot of harleys zoom by. but i always look up, because old cars have loud engines too.
better half had to go in to work this evening. maybe i'll drive out and get him some dinner. but first, i'm hunting pontiacs...
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pretty impala from chicano park. was only parked here momentarily. he moved it further down the street into the crowd soon after i shot it.
shaking off the mustang fever. going back to my happy place. i'll start with a pontiac.
it's that thing with the hood ornament.
i liked the shot. the car is nice. i liked the trees, sort of framing it. would have really liked the car on the left to not be there, but it is what it is.
quick post. tired. haven't been sleeping well. no reason why.
anyway, digging through old files, and found this one. not my usual, to go with not my usual mood. don't know why i shot it; it's pretty boring. but it says it's a ferrari, so there's that.
off to bed, off to sleep...i hope.
my better half has been on call to go in to work today. he's been binge watching car restoration shows all day. don't know why. they seem so lame and unrealistic. now there's a barrett-jackson auction on.
who really buys those cars? can find very good ones any day at any local show, that are way better. of course, i have a bias for the classic cars. barrett-jackson sells the pns cars, so there's a given for the type of people buying them. sorry, not impressed.
that has nothing at all to do with this car. saw it on new year's day. my better half was chatting with the owner. i was actually going to skip it, i was on chevy overload already. but since we were already standing there, i went ahead and shot it.
beautiful car. that's all i'm saying.
lifestyle cars are all extraordinary. i think its a requirement. meticulous, fantasmic airbrush, pinstriping and details. candy colors and multiple layers of clear coat paint.
they're also usually surrounded by admirers, and i can't get a clean shot edgewise, so i mostly have to pass them by. unfortunate.
caught this one from the back, where one can often find some pretty spectacular airbrush portraits. ok, this one is more fantasy-like. dream on, big boy.
last shot of the day. an old memories car sitting in the parking lot.
pretty car. guess if you're hosting the party, you can't compete for the prizes, right?
haven't posted a nice impala for a while. this one is pretty tasty. even got my better half doing his thang with the car next to it.
i have several shots of it, but for whatever reason, i like this one best, show a sense of the length of the car. another shot is pushed in closer, and makes the car look stubby, like a carnival mirror, and that can't be good.
i've been binge watching game of thrones. never saw it before, except for bits and pieces online. stayed up late on friday before i remembered i was going to the viejitos show early in the morning. up to the second season now...
was already running on a few hours sleep; went to the fair on thursday. yup, won an honorable mention yet again. always a bridesmaid...i'll post links to the pictures i entered at the bottom of this post. if i remember...
surprised i was conscious early this morning, and actually got up at six. would have happily rolled over and slept a few more hours. but i got up and headed out to the show. my better half carried out the roll over plan and stayed home.
arrived there about sevenish. more empty than i had expected at that hour, but plenty there to start shooting. weather was perfect, cool and overcast. and mostly stayed that way during the whole time i was there.
took lots of pictures, actually talked to several people, which was nice. i think i stayed at least five hours and managed to burn through one battery on my camera, which i don't do very often.
viejitos everywhere...there were many chapters of viejitos clubs that showed up, which was great. i think the farthest i saw was from coachella. also, a few other clubs, more than i can remember, but off the top of my head: old memories, old style, groupe, bomb life, q-vo, solitos, old traditions, and a few more i don't remember.
many, many bombs, so i was happy. good show. not quite as many cars as last year, but enough for me.
i have several that i need to get up here for people who asked, and took time to chat. first one up, is this convertible. only shot i have of it. thought i had another, but i guess not. anyway, if the owner didn't lose my card, i've posted it here if he has any interest in buying a print. sorry, i do not remember which club it was with.
i think he was the guy telling me that his daughter had gotten into photography, and was amazed at how expensive it was...his daughter's equipment was several thousand dollars. yup. it is. so buying a print, is nothing to you, but to me, it goes toward that next piece of glass, or just getting what i have fixed.
i didn't forget. if you do get to the fair, these pics are hanging there until august 10: this, this, this, this, this (this one won), and this.
i've been shooting dashboards a lot lately. convertibles, because they're easy. i shoot them if they're interesting.
this one has a dashboard mary instead of the ubiquitous dashboard jesus. makes me think of my better half saying that when he was a kid, and he still went to catholic school or whatever it was, he thought they were saying, "hail mary, full of grapes..." that didn't last very long, after one of the nuns berated him for letting his hair grow long—he never went back—and pretty much has rarely had it cut short since. so there you go, sister. whack you with a ruler.