This prewar Chevrolet pick up is crammed into the crowded Northwest corner of Paul’s Junkyard. Many workshop students have struggled with shooting this truck, so I wanted to give it a try. Its cut in half, just behind the cab, so it sits with its nose pointed in the air. I got down very low to accentuate this strange angle, setting the camera on some metal debris laying just in front of the bumper, with the lens pointed up, nearly vertical. This was my first shot of the evening: with the still low moon hidden just behind the peaked hood, I had only a few minutes before the rising moon flared into the shot. Protomachine flashlight: turquoise behind both tires, snooted warm white on the headlights, and pink, straight down on the hood. This battered old truck is pretty scarred up and ugly in the light of day, so I kept it mostly dark to read as shapes instead of details.