At the edge of the road, in the shade of trees, behind a house…
Cars left standing. Maybe just for a moment, maybe for good. They all share something — stillness. They’re not polished for a show, not in motion, just present. This series captures those quiet presences, often half-hidden in greenery, forgotten or simply left alone.
Evening light hit just right. That old Toyota, the faded siding — it felt like a frame from a movie. No time to think, just shoot.A calm street in Beverly Hills, framed by towering palms and a classic Mitsubishi 3000GT. It feels like a still from a 90s movie — warm air, soft sunlight, and the slow rhythm of California.Parked at the edge of Amargosa Valley, Nevada — a dusty old Camry catching the last light of day. It looks like it’s been here for a while, maybe waiting for someone, or maybe just part of the desert now.Another glance, another angle, old Toyota pickup.Somewhere in Hollywood, during a long roadtrip through America. An old Ford tucked into a garden, like it had always lived there. Moments like this stayed with me more than the landmarks.A little red Chevrolet slowly disappearing into the wild. Time stands still here.Dusty but proud — a Buick Skylark quietly holding its place in the streets of Hollywood. It’s easy to imagine it once roaring through California sun, now resting under tangled wires and blooming hedges.A classic 1960 Mercury Monterey convertible parked gracefully in front of a stylish Beverly Hills residence. The deep burgundy paint and white soft top perfectly complement the mid-century elegance of the surroundings, with manicured hedges framing the vintage beauty in soft California sunlight.A worn blue Nissan rests beside a red wall, dust settled on its hood like a quiet memory. The narrow street is empty, the evening still. Nothing moves—except maybe time.Time stands still for this faded off-roader, resting among boats and barrels in quiet disrepair.
