Loved the “Good, Bad and Ugly” caption for the first image.
I can remember heading out on a summers day in a friend’s “Frogeye” Sprite (made by Austin Healey). We had the top down and music playing. We don’t get too many sunny summer days for this to have happened and your photograph brought that memory back. I can also remember having a short drive in it myself but this was only because the handbrake had broken on a hill and my friend couldn’t move it without it rolling backwards! I realise the Austin Healy in the photo isn’t the Frogeye Sprite but it was a trigger all the same.
Cheers
Mr C :-)
Thanks Mr C. Happy to hear that this post evoked some pleasant memories. Had to Google Frogeye Sprite to see what that model looked like. Aptly titled. Too bad that car names these days aren’t nearly as much fun.
Thanks Linda. You may be picking up on the slight warming filter I used post-processing to reduce the blue in the shadows and bring the foreground more in line with what was going on in the sky.
Other than that, I didn’t do anything with the color. If anything, the sky was even more dramatic than pictured.
You nailed it Lynn, that’s exactly what inspired me to take the photo. The backstory, though, is something you might enjoy:
The photo shoot began when I came across the derelict cars at a neighborhood garage. In the middle of shooting close-ups, I heard a voice trying to attract my attention. A woman in the adjacent house had come out on her porch to take pictures of the magnificently colored clouds that had formed above the ridge to the east. She thought I might be interested in photographing them too.
Truthfully, I was so absorbed in what I was doing that I had missed them entirely. A part of me also felt that the clouds were only for rank amateurs who didn’t understand the beauty of rusted metal and dirty plastic :)
Still, I had to admit that the sky was pretty amazing and wasn’t going to stay that way for long. The Austin Healey, on the other hand, would only get better as time went on. It could certainly wait while I attended to the clouds.
Unfortunately, the utility wires, roofs, and tree tops interfered with a clean view of the distant scene. I quickly gave up and turned my attention back to the car. Soon afterwards, I realized that instead of fighting the issue, I should embrace it: the contrast between background and foreground was in fact a great subject!
Two of my most memorable assignments as a professional involved learning this lesson — in one case, after hours of trying to change the surroundings to fit my conception of what they should look like.
Yes, I love the story, not just for the lesson that we have to learn and relearn (it seems) but for the description of the unspooling thought process. And now that I look again, the warm colors in the sky were reflected so, well, tenderly, in the old hood. Thanks for the backstory!
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Loved the “Good, Bad and Ugly” caption for the first image.
I can remember heading out on a summers day in a friend’s “Frogeye” Sprite (made by Austin Healey). We had the top down and music playing. We don’t get too many sunny summer days for this to have happened and your photograph brought that memory back. I can also remember having a short drive in it myself but this was only because the handbrake had broken on a hill and my friend couldn’t move it without it rolling backwards! I realise the Austin Healy in the photo isn’t the Frogeye Sprite but it was a trigger all the same.
Cheers
Mr C :-)
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Thanks Mr C. Happy to hear that this post evoked some pleasant memories. Had to Google Frogeye Sprite to see what that model looked like. Aptly titled. Too bad that car names these days aren’t nearly as much fun.
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Somebody loves this car!!!
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Not being a car buff, I wouldn’t know. If it were up to me, I’d say my goodbyes and give it a dignified burial :)
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I love what you did with the color in The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly_0851.
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Thanks Linda. You may be picking up on the slight warming filter I used post-processing to reduce the blue in the shadows and bring the foreground more in line with what was going on in the sky.
Other than that, I didn’t do anything with the color. If anything, the sky was even more dramatic than pictured.
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Sad! The first photo is interesting for the contrast in gorgeousness in the sky and the disintegrating car. Well done!
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You nailed it Lynn, that’s exactly what inspired me to take the photo. The backstory, though, is something you might enjoy:
The photo shoot began when I came across the derelict cars at a neighborhood garage. In the middle of shooting close-ups, I heard a voice trying to attract my attention. A woman in the adjacent house had come out on her porch to take pictures of the magnificently colored clouds that had formed above the ridge to the east. She thought I might be interested in photographing them too.
Truthfully, I was so absorbed in what I was doing that I had missed them entirely. A part of me also felt that the clouds were only for rank amateurs who didn’t understand the beauty of rusted metal and dirty plastic :)
Still, I had to admit that the sky was pretty amazing and wasn’t going to stay that way for long. The Austin Healey, on the other hand, would only get better as time went on. It could certainly wait while I attended to the clouds.
Unfortunately, the utility wires, roofs, and tree tops interfered with a clean view of the distant scene. I quickly gave up and turned my attention back to the car. Soon afterwards, I realized that instead of fighting the issue, I should embrace it: the contrast between background and foreground was in fact a great subject!
Two of my most memorable assignments as a professional involved learning this lesson — in one case, after hours of trying to change the surroundings to fit my conception of what they should look like.
Good teaching for life as well!
:)
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Yes, I love the story, not just for the lesson that we have to learn and relearn (it seems) but for the description of the unspooling thought process. And now that I look again, the warm colors in the sky were reflected so, well, tenderly, in the old hood. Thanks for the backstory!
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