As I’m coming home from a friend’s in West Valley, my friend from my first years of teaching, Adele, gives me a call. She leaves a message that there is a car show going on in the parking lot at the Olympus Hills Mall. I, of course, have my camera on me and, of course, must go see the cars. There were some ( a lot of ) beautiful cars there.
Some looked like they were angry Some looked like they were depressed Some looked like, well, we’re not really sure what the designers were thinking, but according to my mother, there were rumors. And finally, an example of how companies had their own styling cues that were evident in both the top of the line and the more modest of their cars. The yellow car is a 50’s era Thunderbird. The blue and white car is a same era Ford Fairlane.
There were a lot of 50’s cars up there, with a few 60’s, 70’s and some older ones in the mix. Looking over the 50’s cars, kneeling down to get pictures of the details, I came to realize something about that era. Mind you, I love my 70’s cars. The feel as they drive down the road, the boxy cut of the lines are something I just can’t live without. But where my 70’s cars were designed, the 50’s cars were truly sculpted. Take a look at the pictures I took this afternoon and see if you don’t agree.
Sorry I didn’t make note of the make, model and year for the pictures, I didn’t think about writing it all down and I’m not that knowledgeable when it comes to the 50’s cars. Still, I hope you like a few of them.