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Cornfield relics, rusted and sagging in the tall grass. Above, the sky blurs in streaks of motion. The wind, born on the plains of the Midwest, travels across distances to arrive here now, much like the distant history of the car it brushes against—and the bellows of the large format camera framing its story. Like the relic it frames, the camera has a long, untold story of its own. Its bellows, weathered and lined with years, hold the memories of photos still hanging on some distant wall.
This car, too, was once on the move, gleaming in sunlight, alive with first dates, road trips, the scent of adventure, and promises of somewhere new. It rolled across long-forgotten roads, passed from person to person, until time finally drove it here. Alone, but not abandoned. Not really.
Objects like this—relics of another time—carry more than rust and wear. They carry people, their stories, their dreams, and restless journeys. They don’t vanish. They linger in the landscape, drifting like the wind, waiting for someone to notice, to pause and wonder how they found their way here.
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