a favorite medium of mine for nearly three decades. . . .
it’s as timeless as the source it comes from
time itself. . .
nothing encapsulates a 100 year old piece of rusty metal better. . . .
and for some reason capturing that moment moves me. . .
countless trips up and down route 66 to find a sort of entropic beauty in the many miles all things endure. . .
rust and relic preserved for another 100 years. . . .
for another generation to gather their own curiosity. . . . as i do.