Silent Story Tellers

A parked car reminds me of a person sitting on their porch. Is the person old or young? Well-kempt or disheveled? Waving or scowling? Are they even on a porch, or are they living under an overpass? As a symbol of freedom and an extension of their owner (or lack thereof) a parked car always sparks my curiosity and imagination as to its story. The photos in this series are not staged in any way.