the weather helped tremendously, with clouds overhead, and partially overcast, to keep the temps quite comfortable. at one point, it seemed it was on the verge of rain, then the sun burned through for the rest of the day.
saw several people i've met before, though not very often. i apologize that i don't remember names without running into you more than several times at various shows, but i do remember your cars, and i do keep your business cards. and of course, everyone remembers dave lindsay.
i saw this chevy drive in while watching my better half shooting pics of an old rusty '39. found it later parked in between the industrial buildings, where there were fewer people milling around. i couldn't find any mention of a car club on it, so i guess it's just some guy with some car.
i like the brickwork on the ground, and the building behind it, for the texture. i could live without the car behind the gate, but it doesn't totally ruin the shot; it's a chevy too, so it adds contrast to the classic lines versus the boring straight lines of today's cars.
wondering around up at the front of the show, saw some ahole drive his muscle car past the show on the street at upwards of a hundred miles an hour, only to have to slam on his brakes pretty hard and fortunately not run into the back end of some poor driver going the speed limit, approaching a red light. idiot.
also found this guy pinstriping the back of an airbrushed and glitter-covered truck. it's always interesting watching those guys, and wondering how the hell they do what they do. i'd be so nervous about wobbling the line, and to think they typically do a mirror image of the scrolls and curls, with no apparent template or tracery.
his tattoos were interesting, and i wonder if these guys crave the ability to just do their own tats as well. i know my daughter would if she could, considering she could probably draw better than most average tattooists. maybe that's why she hasn't sleeved up yet.