Many days begin before sunrise because most of my jobs start early, and I need time for the search.
Monday’s client lives near the intersection of Beverly Boulevard and Fairfax Avenue close to Beverly Hills, so today is different. I’ve seen a car I’d like to photograph on this route, but bad light or the car’s absence has prevented my making its image.
The morning crush of traffic is lighter than usual. Where the 134 meets the 5 we slow to a crawl, but only for a few minutes. I head toward Barham from the Forest Lawn exit, and I begin to believe it will be there—maybe because the yellow 1960s Ford Falcon is in its usual spot in front of Warner Brothers’ Studios. The light at Barham is unusually empty and I turn left up the hill behind a few others. The Buick GS at the top is still covered, and I wonder if I’ll ever have the courage to knock on the owner’s door and ask to photograph it.
I need to capture these beautiful relics in their natural habitats. They operate daily, and they take hours of special care to keep them in condition. From eras long over, symbols of American engineering accomplishment, they’re everywhere in Los Angeles.