Lori Witzel's pictures, poems and other souvenirs and artifacts.
That slash of light... Bold Witzellian.
djmi'm on spring break, and as i sit in my livingroom rain is turning to snow, thank goodness it will not stick around too long. terra cotta is my saving grace today. the reflection in the headlight invites me to daydream of the hot sun and long summer days. i bet if i touch the smooth brick red surface my hand would recoil instantly.thank you.
These car images have lively energy for me, too.Before he went to Vietnam, my first boyfriend had a old Chevy of the same blue as the April 2nd photo. When he came back from Vietnam in 1970, he bought a Rambler station wagon and painted it dark blue with pale blue stars. He handed me a paintbrush, and asked me to paint a few of the pale blue stars. Then he photographed it and sent a photo to his friends who were still in Vietnam to fulfill his promise, "If I make it home alive, I'm going to buy a car and paint it dark blue with pale blue stars."
The most beloved period of American sculpture - whose patina only improves with age.(and I'd be surprised if Iraq veterans would dream of painting blue stars on contemporary auto bodies.)
I wholeheartedly agree with the sentiments about cars then vs cars now.Maybe it's the spring air or the rash of gardening related posts, but I just want to pot a nice fern under the hood of that car.
You do have a knack for evocative titles, Lori! I couldn't help but imagine a fender-bender (or shatterer) with a terra cotta car, sounding like a dropped flower-pot...
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