Every year, since its beginning in 2001, we have attended the Wyandot Classics and Cruisers cruise-in for my fathers birthday. For awhile we drove our ’78 Scottsdale, then, once I convinced him it was time to resurrect it, the ’55. To understand a bit about the importance of this particular vehicle to my relationship with my father, read this; to understand the general importance of cars to family as a whole, read this.
Last year I made the below image, which would go on to receive a bit of recognition in Columbus.
This year, instead of film, my digital camera was slung round my wrist and I made the following: