I recently took a road trip through Hubbardston, en route to a flea market, which, as it turns out, is only open on Sunday mornings. My plan was to drive through Hubbardston, hit the flea market, grab something to eat, and then shoot a couple of rolls in Gardner, the furniture capital of the U.S. As the flea market would have to wait another day, I decided to look for something, anything, on the way to Gardner, that was worthy of burning a few frames. I hit the mother lode.
These old, destroyed trucks, were parked in front of an old, seemingly abandoned shack. As the F2 was loaded up with a fresh roll of FP4 Plus, and mounted with the fast 50 and Hoya yellow filter, the timing and serendipity could not be any better. I almost left the house intending to shoot Portra 160 and 400.Beautiful emulsions, but the results just would not have turned out the same.
How these beautiful machines could be sitting here, seemingly untouched for decades, boggles the mind.
Looking closer through the cracked glass, what is left of a once beautiful interior starts to become visible.
I was a bit hesitant coming into such scenery to photograph, as the F2 meter is, well, decades old, It proved itself more than capable, and handled the high contrast infinitely better than expected.
These two vehicles almost seemed like they were posing, begging to be photographed. Somehow, color C41 or E6 film would not have worked nearly as well. The scene was readily made for B&W film. Maybe Portra would have been nice to capture the reddish hues of the rust. But FP4 really brings the tonality of the scene to life.
The grill metal almost looked like prison bars up close…
If I was not so hesitant to keep a camera, film, and a lens in the trunk, I’d keep a camera with me wherever I went. Just for moments like this. You never know what you can find along the road.