In the Ardeche I found a lot of old rusty cars but some of them were still on the road. In the valley near the accommodation I photographed between flowers an old Hanomag and nearby four other wrecks were ‘rusting’. Two weeks later I looked into the valley and noticed that one wreck was gone.....strange, as for me the wreck looks as it could never drive again.....not in France as I learned....as long as it has four wheels it can be used!
In the Ardeche I met Edith. Edith is living near Balazuc in the middle of nowhere and she showed me two old car wrecks. One was an old Simca and the other.....what was it? The wreck was almost invisible and totally embraced by Brambles. Normally I use my tripod but in this case it was impossible; too much Brambles.
Very slowly, step by step, I came closer. Fortunately I started photographing the back of the wreck. When I was standing in front of the wreck, I was looking through my camera when I heard a strange noise.....one second later I felt pain and immediately I knew what I had heard......WASPS. They had a nest in the ground where I was standing. Without thinking I ran through the Brambles until I was far enough away. When I stopped I looked at the colour of my legs (I was wearing short trousers)......running through Brambles makes that wasps bites do not hurt and my plan to return after sunset vanished immediately!
France is a country full of treasures. On the day of arrival I passed a barn and saw it’s door only for a fraction of a second but my intuition told me that it was hiding something. A few days later I returned to this place but as I couldn’t open the door or look through it, I held my camera up and made some autofocus-flash-photos.
This car is not a wreck, it’s a beautiful old Citroen 2CV, one of the first ever made and I like the colour as it reminds of a movie with Louis de Funes and some Sisters.....
More images are added: Portfolio -> Rust in Peace
Ardeche part V will be added soon.
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.