'59 Chevy Biscayne

Whenever I would visit my Grandmother's in Ramsay, Montana, I would have to drive down her long, long dirt road (she lives up in the mountains), to reach her place. And as I neared the house, there would always be this car on the left that caught my eye. An old, rusted, '59 Chevy Biscayne, that had been sitting in the same spot for as long as my mind can remember. To most, it might've just look like an old car that had been forgotten, and was just rusting away, slowly becoming one with the ground it calls home. However, there was always something about it, that I found to be incredibly fascinating and beautiful. Just so incredibly beautiful. So I told myself, on one of my visits up, that I was going to try and capture the life that I see in it. I was going to try and bring life to this magnificently beautiful machine that has been left to be forgotten. So I present to you the '59 Chevy Biscayne, currently residing in rural, southwestern Montana, in the middle of a field.