More car show captures showing the best of some very good vehicular restorations – this time, at Chestermere, Alberta. Now, I know it’s not the fault of the organizers, but this particular show really seems to be snake-bitten: last year it was a big thunderstorm, this year it was gale-force winds filling my eyes and nose with dust and almost blowing my tent away. Anyway, in between gusts I wandered around and managed to catch a few angles before conditions got too onerous.
I love a stock car – that is, one which is either original or which has been returned faithfully to its factory state. But sometimes, the newer colours are just astonishing.
This quarter view of a beautifully restored 1966 Chrysler Windsor convertible really caught my eye. It wasn’t just the colour, but the lines and the attention to detail. I love how the fender lines draw the eye and collect at an imaginary point far off in the distance.
Speaking of attention to detail, the finishing touches to a quality restoration are in the badging and the trim. Here’s a sign that this Ford Galaxie has undergone a very high quality restoration.
And here’s a celebration of bravado – one of the more aggressive labels attached to a beautiful 60s muscle car. Usually I’m a fairly sedate individual, but some of these old muscle cars make even my passions surge.
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In response to the Daily Prompt, success is such a subjective and abstract concept. Who is to say what constitutes success at all? For some, it might be measured in tears, for others in dollars. For some it’s about relationships, for others its only proof is in the cold and hard, the quantifiable, and measurable.
I believe that true success is found in smiles – in the contentment of a child holding an ice cream cone or the beam of a grandma meeting her grandchild for the first time. But true success, true happiness, true contentment extends far beyond what we can hold in our hands or even point to. While temporary smiles can be created by possessions, true, lasting success can only be found in connections.
Here’s my Rusty as a happy, successful pup.
May your Wednesday be everything you want and need.
I wish you great success.
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Now is a difficult concept to capture in a photograph – after all, the second you take the picture, it’s in the past. But I got thinking about what ‘now’ means at any given moment.
Now is where you are, what you’re doing, and what you’re looking at. It’s what you’re experiencing – enjoyable or not. It’s a synthesis of all your senses – it’s an interpretation of what you are seeing, smelling, feeling, hearing and even tasting from your immediate environment. It’s even a measure of the understanding it creates in you – and of how it adds to your overall life experience. Each little now adds itself to the next one, and to the next one, until at the end of the day you’ve amassed another uncountable stock of nows to add to the overall supply.
Oh, we highlight some nows over others – some are just routine, after all. But they all count. Some nows call attention to themselves, while others just fade into the background.
With all this in mind I think the difference between the empirical and the photographic two-dimensional becomes a little clearer. Perhaps this clarity will allow you to experience each of your nows with a renewed appreciation for their role in your overall experience.
Here is one of my nows from last winter. Think semiotically: what does this ‘now’ do for you, now that it’s one of your own?
For this prompt, back to Bankhead, Alberta – the ghost town just minutes north of the famed tourist hotspot of Banff.
What are these buildings without? As nature gradually reclaims the materials of shelter and commerce it is quite clear that they lack the human intervention which stops things from being wild. They lack the people who built them and who once took pride in them. They lack the very life force which initially brought them into being.
They are now but shadows of their former selves.
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Frankly, this is a tough assignment for me. For geographical reasons I haven’t had too many opportunities to get to a museum. The last time was at the Glenbow, in Calgary, Alberta, where I took in an exhibit of C. M. Russell favourites. That was very nice, but I think we all know how museums feel about photography and reproductions.
So this is my offering in the category of Masterpieces. These gorgeous flowers – the name or type of which I could not possibly tell you – are a glorious example of a natural masterpiece in a man-made setting. I found them at Butchart Gardens in Victoria, British Columbia, Canada.
If you get the chance to check it out, I hope you will.
If you can tell me what they are I would certainly appreciate knowing.
My sister’s horse, Shakespeare, is a petty big subject.
I went along with them to the car wash back in June. Funny: when they went in she was clean and he was dirty, and when they came out he was clean and she was dirty.
Once they were done I noticed how the Sun reflected in his coat and started snapping. This is one of the results.
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Still at the Longview Car Show and still looking for some unusual angles I managed to find these reflective views.
First, the classic hubcap reflection. The hard part here – because of the convex shape of the hubcap – was keeping myself out of the picture. That’s me between nine and ten on the dial. I was all but lying on the pavement to take this, which says something about my determination because I’m not particularly svelte.
Next, there’s this big, rolling grape. Back in photography school (actually a book I read once) they spoke briefly about filters and tints and hues and saturation and things like that. Of course, what they didn’t tell us is that by finding a nice, coloured surface, you could effectively do the work of all of the above without screwing so much as a thingy on to a whotsit. The reflection in this purple roofscape is a case in point.
And then there are laser-straight panels like these – panels so smooth, so perfect, so flawless that they seem almost to reflect another dimension. Indeed, seeing the reflection in these door panels is to me almost like peering into another world – and look! They’re having a car show, too!
Finally, that’s me, larger than life. In such times and places there’s just no point trying to be coy or shy. Just take the picture and call it a self-portrait. It’s not bad for the audience to know you’re real.