I wanted a break from my normal routines, so I only took my Leica Monochrome, a special camera for special places. The first photo I took was of Maria (above) sketching in our AirNB. She always sketches when we are in a hotel or motel and when we are waiting in a doctor’s office. This image captures her creative spirit. See how it makes you feel.
On our way back from Northern Vermont, we stopped at a curious roadside shop. It was old, wooden, and mysterious, with hundreds of guitars hanging from the ceiling. The owner shouted hello but was working in the back, we never saw him or spoke to him.
There were all kinds of old and imaginative, even haunting things, I took these photos and know nothing about any of them
I was tempted to bring one or two of these men home, but there is plenty of junk in my office, and in the house, we are trying to have less, not more. I love the feeling of black-and-white photography; monochrome is a soul capture. We walked all around this haunting store in an old general store. It was full of feeling and mystery.
There were hundreds of funky old things and hundreds of stringless guitars hanging from the ceiling. Perhaps the owner fixes them, strings them, and brings them back to life. We didn’t buy anything, but I hope to go back.
Reminds me of my Brother, Russ. He collected guitars just because he loved them. He played occasionally, but he mainly just loved to look at them. He lived in Pennsylvania, and he traveled in New England a lot looking for shops like the one you photographed. He may have been there just to look at the guitars.