Have you ever passed an old junkyard and pondered the stories behind the rusting heaps of metal and glass? Was the worn out, weathered truck something of a shell or shadow left behind from the old farmer that used it every day of his working life to support his family. What about the battered family station wagon from the 50s? How many amazing vacations and adventures did it carry its family to? The mad rush to the hospital to bring a new child into the world or perhaps even death in a tragic last ride.

My work in this series starts with these thoughts and tries to go even deeper into the many metaphors between old and new, junk and treasure.  Growing old gracefully and retaining hidden beauty in the rust, dents and broken windows of a well lived life. The old cars and trucks symbolize the journey we all take, from the showroom to the junkyard! What remains are a thousand stories, countless layers of faded paint and hollow shells of our once proud frames.