This is a beautiful car from a bygone era, but the photography is even better. (Scroll part way down the page.) I've spent some time studying these pics, trying to figure out why they work so well. Angle, lighting.... One of these days I'll have a '62 VW finished and I'll want to take some decent photos to document the project. I would love them to turn out as good as his.
I did read somewhere that cars should always be photographed on pavement where they belong, not grass. Since then I've noticed how many people think that cars, like people, will look cool photographed out in a grass field. Nope, doesn't work.
On NPR this morning he interviewed a Catholic priest about Lent and Easter. In perfectly good humor he asked the priest what he had given up for Lent. After all, they already live pretty ascetic lives.
"I gave up gossip for Lent."
Uhm..., shouldn't you give up gossip permanently. Do you get to go back to gossipping Monday and it's OK?
Since getting the VW body back from paint last Sunday I've been working a little each day to complete some of the tasks most easily done with it on the dolly, not the pan. The kids will help me make that transfer tomorrow evening.



It's wrinkled and has some puckers but those will relax over the next few days as the fabric settles in place. Then I'll take a steam iron and a hair dryer to get out what remains.
There are some goofs but they are, for the most part, not noticeable unless you know where to look, and I'm sure not going to point them out!

Tomorrow is Easter and I'm looking forward to the morning at Pathway. This is the Christian's raison d'etre. Apart from Christ's resurrection we've got nothing; with it we have everything that matters.
I'm not a big fan of Christmas for a whole host of reasons, but Easter gets to the core of who I am and will someday be.
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