Ghosts

Saw this set from Strictly German over in Georgia. Salvage yards are so hauntingly beautiful.

Burnt Norton

I wanted to do a shoot of the STi, a kind of "end of an era" feel has really been weighing on me. The car is shot in the country where I first drove alone, where all the light and openness gives this really great duality between warmth and high contrast. The title is borrowed from a poem by T.S. Eliot, and best captures the surreal feeling of possible reality I have been under. In a sense, this is to celebrate the car that ends and begins with the coming restructure.