© 2013 Michael Fiveson
They may not have belonged to bad men, but I get a real gangster vibe from this photo. Others might see grandfathers and church-going men driving these cars, but I see Al Capone and his henchmen. Most of these cars also had large holes in the driver’s windshield. That is a bit disturbing when you think of wrecked cars and no seat belts.
Found on a scooter ride is this wonderful old Mercury, fully restored…
Sleek and sexy, cars of this era have a great gangster feel…
This may have originally been owned by a returning WW ll hero….
The 8 track tapes were a late 60’s add on, and this car just rocks!
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
Found behind a body shop is this gorgeous Pontiac. I am unsure of the year, but quite sure of the cool factor. I would love to have owned something this classic.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
This beautiful relic displays something that looks like port holes on a ship. Combined with a great patina, it makes for a visual treat and a decent photograph, I think.
© 2013 Michael Fiveson
Found in Northern Colorado on a farmer’s property, I made a quick dash through his field to grab this image. I always fear an irate farmer with a shotgun. So far, so good.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
In 1949 this car was beautiful and shiny new. Now it is slowly being parted out, while still looking solid and beautiful. Time has graced it with colors and texture. It remains proud.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
A 1939 DeSoto is slowly picked apart but retains both style and form. Living in a local junkyard it has been marked ‘save’ and is temporarily pardoned from the crusher. Note the sexy split rear windows and incredible reddish tone on this beauty.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
It is almost as if every time a part is removed, color is added to the skeletal remains. The result is a kind of surreal beauty in an unlikely location. Cemetery art.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
Another beauty laying low in the junkyard. Many of us no doubt did have a father who drove a Cadillac. My father drove an Olds, but then he used to sell them and always drove something brand new. Before that he sold Fords for a bit and drove an Edsel for a time. Man that was one ugly car, but not this Caddy, which ruled the day, and lit up the night.
© 2012 Michael Fiveson
Pastels and rust. A palette created by time and the elements. Beauty in a junkyard.
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