No pressure

On my way home from work today, I saw this truck on my street in a different way. There aren't any trees on my street really, so I noticed the yellow as soon as I drove by because I guess it changed while I was gone over the weekend. Anyway, I parked and walked back to the truck to try and decide what I wanted to do with it. I decided to just shoot details and have fun with no pressure. Our jobs and lives are constantly filled with pressure, so, I am starting to find that it's pretty important to slow down when you can.

As I'm shooting though, the owner of the truck, Tito, comes outside to talk. I proceeded to ask him what year it was, and that started a long conversation. Turns out, Tito was married for 39 years, his wife passing just six months ago. His wife's cancer took their savings, the money that he planned to use to fix the truck. Now, the opportunity has passed to fix it up. I feel like the truck symbolizes his life now, he's too old to go back to work, and he has no money to do the things he wants to do in life anymore. Kind of like the truck, his life is slowly slipping away. I am going to start a story on him, spending time with him in his home.

Anyway, here are some photos for now.