Brad Pitt and I share the exact same birthday (month, day, year) outside of that, our stories diverge considerably. Mr. Pitt went on to become an internationally famous superstar, while I have led the much more interesting life of the starving artist. I come from a long line of storytellers (whose gift for gab stretches back through the mists of time to our native Ireland) and professional malcontents who were seemingly born to create something in the arts, be it music, writing, sculpture, painting, or photography. I started writing at age 12 with a screenplay with my cousin Ryan about a planet where everyone looked like Elton John entitled "Don't I Know You?" More screenplays followed, several of which received epic Super-8 production with budgets that sometimes ran up to $10. A few even had sound!  More writing followed: songs, poems, short stories, numerous unfinished novels, etc.. Somewhere in there was an attempt at being a rock star...
Still living at home, at age 22, my father dropped an elderly Nikromatt 35-mm film camera into my lap, in the hopes that I would "make a go of it" as a photojournalist. That didn't happen, but I did develop an abiding love of photography that along with writing and archival work have been among the chief passions of my life. When it comes to my photography, I try to be as creative as possible while at the same time striving for a documentary/archival quality. The only set rules I adhere to, when it comes to making pictures are: 1.) Try not to make the picture blurry, and 2.) Don't drop the camera.
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Comments (10)
Chipka
I rather like the prominent 350 emblazoned on the nose of this automotive contrivance...and I rather like the term "automotive contrivance" first read in one of those terribly classic Russian novels about death, more death, death, and a little bit of death thrown in for good measure...but aside from the whole infatuation with the "all manner of automotive contrivances making their way down ____ Street..." I like this image because of the intimate detail you show. That chrome grille reminds me of the intake of a scramjet engine, and well...what's not to like about that!? Brilliant color as well! This is great work with a great sense of depth.
beachzz
Oh yeah, I LIKE this a lot---you should come here in July for the car show---I had a blast last year and I know you would too!!
durleybeachbum
Mean looking..you're right!
whaleman
I think it opens up every once in a while and bites!
moochagoo
Love those vintage cars !
watapki66
Great eye to go with the imagination, very nicely captured!
MrsLubner
I had a gold 1960 Impala... loped at 40 mph. Her life ended when my boyfriend borrowed her to show off to friends,lost control on a turn, hit a steel beam and split the car in two. He walked away...the car was toast. :-) Nice shot.
auntietk
I would love to go to a car show and take pictures of bits of things. This really whets my appetite!
myrrhluz
I think it is the grill and the 'C' of the edge of the fender. It looks like a mouth, pulled back in a sneer. Just the expression someone makes before letting you have it. What kind of car was in front of the Impala? It obviously didn't dig it. Love the close crop, the color and the dof.
EngleWolf
Don't make em like they used to!! cool shot!!