Nostalgia

I saw a beat up, faded old photograph from about 1930, today, of a car in California parked beside a monstrously large Redwood tree. At home tonight, nothing else inspired me. So I took an old toy car and tried to recreate the photograph with my iPhone.

Nostalgia for the old cameras, that bled light, for old cars, and for a time when the national parks were a new and exotic thing.