Night nominee

In a small town in Pennsylvania a man has been collecting vintage electric streetcars for decades. They sit in stark contrast to the overgrown brush around them. They have always been a favorite of mine to shoot, hulking giants, looming tall with patina and rust and stories of passengers. I wanted to shoot them at night, lighting them from within to create an almost Stephen King like scene. All lit up at night made the trolleys seem ghostly to me, as if they were coming back from another time.

Nothing is permanent. Our lives and surroundings are perpetually changing in both subtle and bold ways. For me, uncovering the stories of the people and activities that took place long ago is a unique experience in each location, sometimes slowly revealed through the smallest details. Each beautifully broken structure is finite in its existence… like us. Beautiful and broken… like us. My art is a journey of self-discovery and self-expression. I see my own loss reflected back to me in my subjects. Additionally, to capture the process of nature reclaiming what humans built is surprisingly profound in its representation of mortality. I have great respect for each of these places and consider the opportunity to photograph them a great privilege.