I was once left in a car at a young age. I don’t know when or where or for how long, possibly at the age of four, perhaps outside a supermarket, probably for fifteen minutes only. The details don’t matter. The point is that I wondered if anyone would come back. The fear I felt was strong: in a child’s mind it is possible to be alone forever.
I think this is such an evocative and true insight.
Aren’t these such emotion laden photos? And the lighting and colour schemes are beautiful. I think they’re brilliant. Of course, I think I might also be quite partial to them because there are so many vintage Mercedes in the shots.