Here’s an ancient film image, from 1990, for all the new people that think I’ve only been doing this for a couple of years. That’s a 1961 Chrysler, mysteriously placed on top of a concrete foundation, at the mining ghost town of Mulligan, somewhere way down a dirt road in the Southern California desert. This was the trip I got my truck stuck in deep, soft sand, and had to hike 5 miles back to the paved road (After a couple of hours of walking, the first car I saw on the bad dirt road, a French tourist in a rental, stopped and gave me a ride the last mile. He didn’t speak a word of English, but he understood my predicament.) at Amboy, where I begged a Southern Pacific rail worker to drive me back out there and drag my little 2WD truck out with his big 4WD truck. The exhausting experience took all day, but it put me in this weird, extremely remote spot at dusk, so I made the best of it. Night, 8-minute exposure on 160T film, full moon and red and green-gelled strobe.