My weekends seem to be getting swallowed whole so you’ll have to take me as I am this Monday. I know I said I’d try to publish the car post on my “off” days this weekend but I didn’t quite get to it. I’m not one for excuses but I’ll tell you why because it’s a cool story. A few of my church leaders made a trip to NY to participate in a program called Metro Ministries. Basically this is an outreach program for kids in some of Brooklyn’s roughest neighborhoods. Pastor Bill founded the program in 1980 and has since been beaten, stabbed, and shot, but after years of ministering, he’s gained the respect of even harden criminals and Gang members. When our pastors were sent out into the neighborhoods for part of their community outreach, they were given a shirt with three bears on it and told to wear it at all times, it was their “bullet proof vest.” When my pastor stumbled into a a gang dispute that was about to get violent, they saw his shirt, greeted him as a “yogi bear” (a pet name for the leaders in Metro Ministries,) and all walked away in different directions. This took up my weekend because we’re adopting the model for children’s outreach in my community. We don’t have too many hardened criminals in little Greenwood, SC, but we’re very excited about outreach in our community. With no further ado, let’s look at some cars. :)
The toughest part about these pictures was getting into the fence. I passed this junk yard on my way home and saw a guy working on an old Trans-Am. The yard was completely fenced in and the gate was locked even though he was there. I parked in the median and walked across the road to talk to the guy. I greeted him with a smile and introduced myself and he asked a bit suspiciously “what do you want?” I told him I was a photo blogger, because he clearly looked like he knew what that was, and asked if I could come in and take a few pictures. The response was a pretty flat “no.” I asked again and promised to stay out of his way. He asked me where I was from and softened up a bit when he found out I was local. He told me his only concern was me getting hurt and making a claim against his insurance but I assured him I would be careful and if anything did happen I wouldn’t bring him into it. He finally conceded to let me in provided I didn’t touch anything.
I think it’s a lot tougher to shoot an interesting subject. These old cars are absolutely fascinating so it takes a lot of self control to keep from just standing back and taking shots of the whole car. The tenancy is to think “this is a really cool car, with a subject like this I don’t need to get a unique perspective.” I had the same problem in Las Vegas. I turned into a total tourist for the first 2 days and was very disappointed when I realized my first hundred pictures in one of the most unique cities on earth turned out to be snapshots. My advice to beat the snapshot syndrome is to take a second and think how can I take a picture of this that no one else has thought of yet. Granted it’s hard to find an angle on a car that no one has snapped on any car ever, but trying to really gets the wheels turning (pun intended.)
Something about these old run down cars makes me really proud of how far we’ve come. The past 50 years have had a lot of advancements to make the world a different place. Two posts ago I got a little stuck in the past but my wonderful readers reminded me that “life moves forward.” The phases of society and culture are fascinating. The way the world is constantly jumping from one trend to another. But underneath the superfluous gossip and fads, we’re growing. We’re getting smarter. Eventually we’ll get past some of the silly stuff slowing us down. Perhaps we’ll see the start of the next renaissance in our lifetime.
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