When I found myself wandering among old cars in an automobile graveyard like Old Car City I found it to be way too much information to process all at once. There was no rhyme or reason to how the cars were displayed, and I had to wander among them to find the details of what I was seeing. Since the big picture was a lot to take in I found myself interested in the details, like the hood ornaments of these old cars.
Those old cars seemed to have more character than the cars we see now. more personality. The place was big enough to get lost in. As I wandered I couldn’t see another person and began to wonder if I’d find my way back to the entrance by 4 PM when they were going to close. I thought I’d walked the entire place, but it seems I missed a tree with 15 or so bicycles in it. Or maybe I forgot to look up…
A photographer’s paradise indeed…