A long time ago I started going to a junkyard to work the antique and aged cars that made up the yard. It was these little corners that I started to develop my technique and skill as a photographer and thus wouldn’t forget them. Sadly this particular one outside of Bozeman is gone. Not sure where or why but now a blank space exists. Junkyards are always a two edge sword. They are great for photographers but not everyone likes the sight of them. Nor the maintenance. While it’s gone the lessons and images remain.
- One fascinating little Bug
- The Doolittle Raid