This antique Chevrolet Impala is the wrong car for just about everybody. That would include people who want to restore an antique a Chevrolet Impala.
I can tell from looking that there are previous failed restorations. Many parts have been stripped that are going to be expensive to replace. Some of those parts are not obvious, like small chrome accents.
It would be my guess that the current owner would vastly over-estimate the car’s value.
For just about everyone, this car is a fail. There are few people that have the resources(cash, spare parts, skills, etc.) to turn this car into a masterpiece.
I was editing this photo and realized so many imperfections in the photo(ghosting, poor background, etc.) and thought about that. I just like the photo and I don’t care about the imperfections. I like the character displayed in this angle of this car.
This was my find for today, a convertible black Cadillac. What an awesome car this would be to restore. Judging from the weeds, probably not happening with this one soon, but there’s a plate, so there’s hope.
Today was the first weekday of decent weather for a long time. What a nice feeling to go out for a walk at lunch and not feel the sting of winter. The streets had quite a few more people.
I got a laugh out of a person that wanted to give me grief about my camera. In my town, just walking makes you a suspicious person. Walk to much, and you must be up to something. Walk with a camera and certainly you should be on some sort of watch list. This gentleman asked in a schoolyard bully type of way, “What are you doing? Taking pictures?”. I replied, “Yes.”. “What of?!”. “Anything I want to.”.
I don’t know what stopped me from snapping photo of the look on his face. It was one of amazement that I did not give a fuck about his position on the matter that I walk around taking photos in this little town frequently. I lost a priceless photo. Whatever stopped me this time, is going to stop me the next.
I prefer to keep to myself on a lot of things and I’m finding that to get the best photos, it’s just not possible. I am starting to get the mindset that I take photos, I take photos of whatever I want to, I don’t care what anyone thinks of that, and wherever I’m at, there’s not much anyone can do about that.
That mindset sounds easy, but for me, it’s taking a while to fully develop.