Chuck Rogers


You never know who you will meet in Atlanta. I had many errands to run that day. My last stop was the camera shop. As I was getting my camera cleaned, I was looking at all the images on the wall. I saw a photograph by Ilia Varcev hanging up and I asked the person who worked there about that picture. He said that he gave it to the store. Meanwhile Chuck Rogers comes in the store and the worker said that this was his work. And I was thinking, really? I said, “Him?”

And he nodded his head.

So I asked him for a photograph with him. He was very nice about it too. He started talking to me like we were old friends. He also gave me a photograph of him sitting behind where JFK was standing. I almost went to the camera store first instead of last then I would have missed him.

 

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Chuck Rogers

Where Cars Go to Die


A fun place for photographers to go. There’s not a lot of people that come here so it’s quiet and relaxing, unless you get bit by a snake. Fortunately, I did not see any. A few months back I saw a truck in town that I wanted to take a picture of on private property. I asked the woman if I can take a picture of it. It was in a car port on her property. She wanted a piece of the action and wanted me to split the profits with her on my photo! I told her I would pay her so I can take the picture on her property, but she didn’t like that idea. She said many people come wanting to do video work or photography cause it was once part of a plantation. She told me I can leave my portfolio in her mailbox for further viewing! Has anyone ever had something like this happen to them?

Anyway, this is a museum in White GA. that I went to and I really don’t need her measly image after all. As I approached the property I wasn’t impressed with the truck so it wasn’t my loss compared to this treasure that I found.

I was thinking, just for fun to give her a signed image of one of my trucks! What do you think?

Where Cars Go to Die

Graffiti


If it wasn’t for the college in Florence AL, there would be absolutely nothing in this town. We did find an awesome Italian restaurant (Ricatoni’s is highly recommended if you’re there). It was Thanksgiving weekend and no one was there. We walked around downtown, which could have taken 10 minutes, if I didn’t stop to see the sights. Because I have to look at every detail of everything, I found these paintings on the walls.

Graffiti