I’M NOT INTERESTED in car shows like my husband. He can spout off makes and models and years without hesitation. Rather my interest focuses on color, curves, reflections, light, art, words—the details.
The difference in our approaches rises from our professions. He is an automotive machinist. I am a photographer and a wordsmith.
He can no more frame a great photo than I can do a valve job. We fail at each others’ work.
Still, we delight in attending car shows together. He sees what I miss. I see what he misses. We learn from each other. I wander with my Canon DSLR. He chats up cars with those who appreciate vintage vehicles for the same reasons he does. It works for us.
About a year ago I nearly hit the jackpot with my car show meandering. I was contacted by a Chicago ad agency regarding an image I’d taken of a shiny bumper. The photo was among half a dozen in the running for a national ad campaign for a major car care product. I would have been paid a significant amount of money for use of the image. In the end, another photo was selected.
That’s how it goes. I will keep shooting car show photos as I always have, for the joy and fun of sharing that which I discover through the lens of my camera, from my unique perspective.
FYI: The photos here were shot at the last Faribault Car Cruise Night of 2015, held on a recent Friday evening.
© Copyright 2015 Audrey Kletscher Helbling