From a photo of a vintage Ford step-side truck, snapped just off a street named Utopia in Salt Lake City. What caught my eye was the almost human haunch or shoulder, rain-slicked and anthropomorphic as all get out. I love that it has a certain understated female power on the very 'guy-thing' vintage truck.
The tension abounds in this wonderment of yellow and what will be the black-dark tire, wheel-well and that saucy silvery hubcap.
Even the tiny rust flecks and what will be patch of naked steel add to the human qualities. Who among us does not have tiny blemishes when caught standing naked in the rain?