75 second single exposure. f/10. ISO 200.
Lit with moonlight and a Streamlight Stinger flashlight.
Since I was a teenager, I have wanted a Cadillac from one of the three years between 1959 - 1961. They are rare and typically when I see one, I get butterflies, but seeing this one rusting in this junkyard made me sad. I knew the only thing I could do would be to take photographs, so I did.
This September 2015 evening started out cloudy, so much so we couldn't even see hints of the moon. Just as the eclipse began, the sky cleared and I captured this image of the moon above a Southern California junkyard.
I haven't photographed a car junkyard since 2015. They really are fantastic places to be in the middle of the night, beneath a full moon.
I definitely would love to be back shooting in one sometime in 2017. (I guess that's my first new year's resolution.)
In a past life, she got someone where they needed to go.
She played tunes on her radio, that someone sang along to.
She drank more gasoline than the owner expected.
She broke someone's heart when she was sold.
She lives on in the memories.
(Night. 120 seconds. Full moon covered in clouds. Lit with Streamlight Stinger flashlight.)
Rex explores the barren landscape of the Trona Pinnacles.
These rock formations are massive, strange and beautiful. Being out here beneath the full moon was a great time. I ventured out here with some friends around midnight after shooting a junkyard in the Southern California desert.
The sky opened and the clouds lit up right as we pulled in to this Southern California desert junkyard. I'm not sure if I have ever sprinted so quickly through sand.
Another image from my trip to the Southern California desert last fall.
I need to make time for more adventures like this in 2016.
Sleeping cars in a Southern California junkyard.
This was one of my favorite scenes from a car junkyard one October evening in the Southern California desert.
(Lit with a Streamlight Stinger and moonlight.)
Here in my heart,
crimson laced,
crescendos a melody line.
Rises, then falls,
increasing again,
like a tide fighting the moon.
It's always such a challenge to explore an entire junkyard and try to capture the most interesting and appealing elements.
Seeing how ice cream is one of my favorite things in life, there was no doubt I was going to stop to shoot this truck last night.
(Night. Supermoon. 180 seconds. Interior light painted with a Streamlight Stinger flashlight)
