When it comes to old trucks, I don't just photograph every pre-1980 pickup I see. The subject has to grab me visually. It has to tell an interesting story.
I can only guess at the story told by this late-'60s Ford F100.
I'll be honest in saying that I don't really like any of what was done to this truck. There are multiple themes going on and they kind of battle each other. The skeletal Western gunslinger on the driver's door, the Jolly Roger pirate flag, the spiderwebs, the flames, it all seems a bit cluttered. But it's too late to complain about someone ruining the originality of what was already a well-worn vehicle. It's hard to tell what's sheet metal and what's Bondo, and the one piece of bright body trim still clinging onto the passenger side of the truck bed probably isn't long for this world. The original black plates are still there, as mangled and covered with overspray as the rest of the truck. Oddly enough, though, I'm not bothered that much by it. Had someone thrown candy fuschia paint and 26" chrome spinners on a clean, straight, low-mileage truck I'd have been angry. But having fun with a beater? I can't really fault them for it.