And a nod to Jackson Pollock at the car wash. Abstract expressionism for sure. I’ve photographed some impressionism at the car wash before today.
I was on my way to Columbus Ohio, stopped for gas at the Sheetz in Triadelphia West Virginia. Do you want a car wash? Y or N? I thought, why not? Hit Y.
A code is printed on the receipt and you go get in line across the lot.
A little break in the monotonous drive on the interstate.
Oh, then there was the potato chip art, from the bag I’d purchased when I went to the rest room. Lunch.
An art day, right in Triadelphia, West Virginia. Who knew?