I don't know much about cars- fill up the gas tank and drive them- that's about it. Cars were just not part of my childhood culture. But I do admire the classic cars. I love the body details and dynamic shapes. And while my Scion Xb may not be on par with Thunderbirds, but it does have a kick ass stereo. 
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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Kool Classic Cars
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Speedway to NoWhere- Joplin , Mo.
Outside Jolin is the abandoned Rt. 66 Speedway. At its peak, racers from across the country competed against local drivers on a dusty track. The dirt track has long been defeated by waist high shrubs and weeds. All the buildings have been vandalized- furniture smashed, windows shattered, and many items stolen. Time has all but run out on this impressive landmark. 
Monday, October 25, 2010
Cowboys and Cowgirls- Maple Leaf Parade
An amazing day at the annual Maple Leaf Parade- Carthage, Mo. I have talked to some really interesting people at this parade over the years. My fav. was the kid on the horse who posed with pride. 
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Spirit of St Louis- Killing a Community (the pictures)
It's not hard to find- just head north on the Rock Road and travel east till you find yourself driving in what looks like a lovely park. Beautiful old trees and lots of green space. Except this "park" was recently home to over 3000 homes- which have been destroyed to build a runway.
The "park's" numerous streets are blocked with barriers. Not quite sure why. On this day, a beautiful Fall afternoon, there was not a soul in sight. I never felt comfortable while I was there. Over the years of photographing abandoned buildings, I've felt this feeling a few times. This is a sad place.
Nature was slowly reclaiming what was once hers. The concrete was crumbling and weeds were sprouting and spreading. I was most struck by the dead shrubs and ornamental trees- planted by long gone owners. These plants were unprepared to live without their owners care- the watering and special care the hardy native trees do not need.
Naturally, I got lost. There are lots of confusing side streets and all the sign posts had been removed. It was then I noticed that at each block, someone had written the street names on the ground with bright spray paint. I'd like to think it was a former resident- but it was probably a city employee.
And of course, the planes continued to scream overhead.
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