Tuesday, June 27, 2006
This was taken in the back of a body shop in Seeley Lake, Montana. It was such a fascinating jumble of shapes and textures that I had to try to capture it. The decay was quite a contrast with the bright sunlight and the evergreens in the background. I can't really say that a junkyard is a "pristine place," but every now and again I like to go off on a tangent!
Another skeleton with a story that no one will ever know. This has been a part of the MCG Ranch in western Montana since my cousins bought the place 50 years ago, and is obviously much older than that. In some way, every piece of rusting "junk" has a history and an aesthetic that counterbalances the plastic society we live in.