Art & Inspiration A Decade In The Darkness

Very Kool
Great shot by the way

 

We're all funny some,an look at hotrods n customs from our own nut-job points of view. And yet amzing how many see a pic in ways others don't! We all kind of love detail an a feel that is in a pic with things of interest showing.
Who ask? What do you see?
The simple A to Q, is; COOL= shortest point pos.

 

I could admire that image all day long and only wish that I could be behind the wheel, enjoying a sunny, quiet day in the country. 2 lane blacktop obviously and no other cars in sight. Smell the Honey****le.

 

....INCOMING.....

 

A high contrast B&W print seems so simple, but of course it's really not. At least not with better subject matter and lighting. It provides you with too many opportunities to step on your . . . Well, you know what I mean.

But this shot pretty well has all the bases covered. Too much contrast and you'll lose detail in the shadows and highlights. That's not a problem in this shot. Sometimes, composition gets overlooked. But things are well balanced here. There's plenty of negative space. And that draws the eye and creates a sense of motion. The angle of the shot helps with this, as well as the fact that the car is just entering the frame. And we're anticipating it to move fully across the picture as we stand there, waiting.

There's more going on here than what initially meets the eye. But there is no reason to over ****yze this shot. I'd just say it ticks all the boxes for the important stuff, and to enjoy everything else going on here.

 

Sometimes the best shots are somewhat unplanned. This one is pretty cool. Thanks for sharing Ryan.

 

................Been there.

 

Some musings of an old man. I’m in.
https://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum/threads/what-drives-us-not-what-do-we-drive.1348260/

 

I guess I started a thread today as well so should drop the link here per the instructions.

https://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum/threads/old-cars-are-meant-to-be-driven.1348251/

 

Im in:

https://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum/threads/tradional-speed-custom-open-house-pics.1348265/

 

Its a good thing. I was sitting on those pics my wife took on Saturday. I should have posted a thread with them earlier.

 

I was minding my own business driving down 22nd street, headed to a big box store to purchase a printer. I noticed a small independent store advertising carpets and computers. Which seemed a weird combination but pulled in anyway. Parking was between the store and the street, I found a spot facing onto 22nd, close to a bus stop with a bench. There were a number of people on and around the bench to which I paid no attention. I went into the store but my unease was confirmed, it didn’t take long to decide I would not be buying a printer there.

I had wanted a hot rod since I was about 14. When I was old enough to know better, I found myself with some time and money, so I built one. I had no idea when I put it on the street how much attention it would get. This is not a high end, no money or time spared build. The theme, as I built it, was too look like it was built in the early 60’s, by a farm kid, with what was at hand. I cannot stop anywhere without people wanting to talk about it. That said, I was not surprised to see two men checking it out as I returned.

We greeted each other and they started asking questions about the car. A lot of men will swagger up and start asking questions, implying that they know a lot about cars. Often by the second question it is apparent that they would not know a muffler bearing from a carburetor. At least one of these two did know, and we had a good conversation about the car, and the decisions I made building it.

One of the men said “Margie should see this” and turned to call Margie from the bench. Margie is not her correct name but you will find out later why I had to make one up. Margie was dressed one or two steps above “homeless”; sweats and a hoodie, but clean and in good condition. Margie made the usual oohs and ah’s but was more enthusiastic than most people. She went on and on about how wonderful the car was, finally, she asked if she could have a ride in it. It was a slow day in paradise so I said “ok”.

We had not gotten off the parking lot before she asked me “What do you call this car?”. I said it had no name. She insisted that it should have a name so I asked her to suggest one. I wish I could remember the name as it was a very interesting one. It was a feminine name which insinuated troublemaker and proud of it. I told her that it was a fantastic name that captured what I was trying to achieve in building the car.

Margie had asked one of the men to go the bench and get her bag while she got into the car. A block into the drive she opened the bag and took out a bottle of Vodka. The bottle was halfway to being a dead soldier. She asked me if I wanted a drink. I said no. She took a shot herself. She asked if I drank and I said no, I also pointed out that alcohol was not doing her any good. She said she agreed and left it at that. She did put the bottle away.

Another block along there was a police officer walking at an intersection. During the drive of only about 6 blocks we saw 2 or 3 police cars. I was going to ask if there was always a strong police presence in the area, but left it unasked.

Margie was an interesting person to visit with, she had a very good vocabulary and a wonderful sense of humour. If it was real vodka in the bottle she was at the jovial, humorous, stage of intoxication. I am not experienced enough to know if there is water or vodka in a bottle without a taste. I am also not experienced enough to know if someone is under the influence or acting.

She asked my name and I made do with my first. I asked her for hers and she gave the same name she had recommended for the car. By this time we were getting back to within a block or two of the parking lot.

She asked me if I wanted to “hang out for the afternoon”. I said that would be nice but I didn’t think my wife would like it much. She glanced at my bare left hand and asked “you’re married?”. There are guys that will say they are not married when they are, I thought this was a good time to swing the average back the other way, I replied “yes”. Technically “not married”, but in a relationship that was much better than the marriage I had been in. I have been a rancher and a mechanic, both of those jobs have many ways to remove a ring and finger at the same time. I have never worn rings very much. She dropped the subject.

When we got back to the parking lot she asked me to drive out onto 22nd so she could wave at her friends on the bench. When we pulled into my parking spot the two men were there waiting. We all said goodbye and off I went.

To this day I am 90 per cent sure it was a sting operation, looking for men that were looking to rent a women. I also think that a law school dropout could have gotten me off with a defence of entrapment. There were so many red flags, but, it was a totally random meeting. Tough to judge. My main regret is that I can’t remember that name, it would be painted on the car today if I could.

 

I'll throw this into the fray....

https://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum...or-a-flathead-cadillac.1348278/#post-15835430

 

To me it looks like a Birds Eye view of an unplanned bombing

 

The first caller who makes me chuckle gets a pair of tickets for tonight's comedy show.
555-0977 now for some Blondie - Call Me, on 97.7 the Flash

 

Posted in from the dark, Take a look!

https://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum/threads/in-from-the-dark.1348289/

 

Late entry, but damn I want that photo.

https://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum/threads/on-disappearance…-and-return.1348294/