Lori, you do the contrasts between matte and shimmery better than anyone I've ever seen. As for the pachuco material, I find it fascinating in itself. Also it reflects a phenomenon I witnessed in Québec when the street idiom caught up with the stage in Michel Tremblay's play "Les Belles-Soeurs". And what I observe here in the small communities that make up part of the local population (displaced Portuguese, Spaniards, Algerians, Moroccans, and Gypsies) - all of them have developed special languages, border-languages that keep crossing back and forth between two cultures.
Wow... just gorgeous... sends me way back to the days when my grandfather took his 48' Chevy out of the garage for church. The tail lights looked identical to the Caddy's. Thanks for the memories.
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That photo's a stunner.
Lori, you do the contrasts between matte and shimmery better than anyone I've ever seen.
As for the pachuco material, I find it fascinating in itself. Also it reflects a phenomenon I witnessed in Québec when the street idiom caught up with the stage in Michel Tremblay's play "Les Belles-Soeurs". And what I observe here in the small communities that make up part of the local population (displaced Portuguese, Spaniards, Algerians, Moroccans, and Gypsies) - all of them have developed special languages, border-languages that keep crossing back and forth between two cultures.
Wow.
This is a keeper.
I absolutely love your photos! I've very fond of textures, rusty things and abstract compositions.
Wow... just gorgeous... sends me way back to the days when my grandfather took his 48' Chevy out of the garage for church. The tail lights looked identical to the Caddy's. Thanks for the memories.
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