2212_0058 Abandoned
As December arrived, and a snowfall swept across the prairie to remind us that winter was just getting underway, I stopped here to photograph my favourite old car. Or wreck. Anyone who has been following this photostream for a while knows how much I love this derelict 1939 Pontiac. I know some people look at it and see junk, but I see art.
Special thanks to my friend Sandra Herber, who via her extraordinary work rekindled my interest in square format. My very first camera, going back to 1960 (when I was 12), shot square negatives. Seeing the potential to compose square again - after many years of shooting standard rectangular 35mm - added a new (and old) dimension to my photo options.
I took Sandra to this very spot during her visit last spring, but unfortunately the sun was shining and gentle breezes wafted across the awakening prairie landscape. It was sweet. But - for some subject matter - we both prefer something a little more minimalist. Stark, even. She would have loved the look of it this day. I certainly did. And yeah, my fingers were burning from the cold when I finally returned to my car to head home.
Photographed at Rosefield, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2022 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
2212_0058 Abandoned
As December arrived, and a snowfall swept across the prairie to remind us that winter was just getting underway, I stopped here to photograph my favourite old car. Or wreck. Anyone who has been following this photostream for a while knows how much I love this derelict 1939 Pontiac. I know some people look at it and see junk, but I see art.
Special thanks to my friend Sandra Herber, who via her extraordinary work rekindled my interest in square format. My very first camera, going back to 1960 (when I was 12), shot square negatives. Seeing the potential to compose square again - after many years of shooting standard rectangular 35mm - added a new (and old) dimension to my photo options.
I took Sandra to this very spot during her visit last spring, but unfortunately the sun was shining and gentle breezes wafted across the awakening prairie landscape. It was sweet. But - for some subject matter - we both prefer something a little more minimalist. Stark, even. She would have loved the look of it this day. I certainly did. And yeah, my fingers were burning from the cold when I finally returned to my car to head home.
Photographed at Rosefield, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2022 James R. Page - all rights reserved.