I loved the reflections of city buildings, light, and passersby on the black paint of this 1969 Shelby GT-500.
It amazes me how much color can be reflected off of black paint!
With my camera at my side, I set out for downtown, hoping to find a vintage car or two to photograph. As luck would have it, I came across a 1950 Ford F1 truck (parked in perfect light!) and began photographing the details.
I soon noticed incredible reflections of color and
was surprised at how clearly the details of my surroundings seemed to jump right off of the black paint of the truck.
I heard a car coming, stepped aside, and continued to admire the reflections. Through my viewfinder, I watched a new reflection move up the side of the truck. A new reflection, which provided me with more to admire
Another vintage Ford (from the 1930s) parked right next to me!
This morning, I woke up inspired, energized, and focused. I made a decision: I decided to begin my third 365 photo project.
I’ve been taking photos every day for two years. This journey has helped me to keep my eyes open and to really see and experience the world around me.
With my camera by my side, I’m ready to capture memories
and moments, which may have otherwise been forgotten.
I’ve realized my fondness for storytelling
as well as for motorcycles and vintage cars.
I’ve challenged myself to photograph difficult lighting situations,
and to see the beauty in everyday life.
This morning, I move with a purpose–with my camera at my side–making time to take photos and enjoy doing what I love. I look forward to another year of photos!
Today, I’m thinking about my love for photographing vintage cars.
Here is a beauty from 1957,
a Chevy Impala SS,
and an old Chevy truck in the fall morning light in my neighborhood.
I love the colors, details,
and the passion vintage car owners express for their cars.
And, every now and then, cars provide an amusing location for self portraits as well!
I’m finding myself drawn to the beauty in reflections of color, no matter where my day takes me.
Whether I’m at our local car show,
walking past the motorcycle repair shop,
sitting at the bakery’s metal tables,
enjoying a finger puppet show,
or during a quiet board game at home,
reflections of color keep grabbing my attention; I love what I see!