2306_1739 Faded, Battered, and Shot Full of Holes
Last photo - for now - of the 1939 Pontiac. I haven't taken many shots from this angle, but I loved the way the grasses circled around the rear, with its detached chrome bumper and obvious bullet holes. In the background you can see a fence line and a road running above it, with a parallel progression of power poles. The old relic rests relatively close to the road, making it a target for bored young men who just happen to be carrying their guns. None of the bullet holes are recent; I think they go back to the 1960s. When I asked my friend Maurice if he had been responsible for any of them, a flicker of amusement crossed his face and then he cautiously replied, "Well... maybe..."
As befits the subject matter, I used my oldest lens to shoot this, a 1981 vintage manual focus Nikon 24mm, with polarizing filter. The day I bought that lens, in Vancouver, BC, the old Pontiac had already been sitting in its field for about 20 years, and it would be another 28 years before I would land on the prairie and "discover" it.
Tomorrow, a new image set. No hints. All brand new work.
Photographed miles from nowhere in the ranch lands at Rosefield, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2023 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
2306_1739 Faded, Battered, and Shot Full of Holes
Last photo - for now - of the 1939 Pontiac. I haven't taken many shots from this angle, but I loved the way the grasses circled around the rear, with its detached chrome bumper and obvious bullet holes. In the background you can see a fence line and a road running above it, with a parallel progression of power poles. The old relic rests relatively close to the road, making it a target for bored young men who just happen to be carrying their guns. None of the bullet holes are recent; I think they go back to the 1960s. When I asked my friend Maurice if he had been responsible for any of them, a flicker of amusement crossed his face and then he cautiously replied, "Well... maybe..."
As befits the subject matter, I used my oldest lens to shoot this, a 1981 vintage manual focus Nikon 24mm, with polarizing filter. The day I bought that lens, in Vancouver, BC, the old Pontiac had already been sitting in its field for about 20 years, and it would be another 28 years before I would land on the prairie and "discover" it.
Tomorrow, a new image set. No hints. All brand new work.
Photographed miles from nowhere in the ranch lands at Rosefield, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2023 James R. Page - all rights reserved.