Last weekend i visited Old Car City in White, Georgia. About an hour and a half from Atlanta. Interesting place . . . a bit overwhelming . . . a bit inspirational . . . a nice stroll on a nice day . . .
I think what everything in my life comes down to are these words.
Perhaps some day i can make a living off of that philosophy.
Here and there were these handwritten signs. At first they were disturbing my flow since i had thought i was there to look at the old cars, but soon my focus shifted and i sought them out. I love the folk artiness of it. The mispellings. The universal sentiments...
and of course, the moral to every story . . .
But, there were cars too! So so so many.
And buses . . .
And amazing pantina's and paint and rust that i will try as hard as i can to replicate . . .
Look forward to going back soon, although note to self, bring bug spray!!!
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