Here's a tribute to one of my favorite period automobiles of all time. The Fifty Seven Chevy heralded a boy-toy flamboyance of a prosperous era, when youthful souls began to challenge the norms of the American design aesthetic. Nowadays, when we consider a 'shark fin', the most we're capable of considering as tasteful would be some aerodynamic 2" antenna on a BMW 3-series. What a joke.
This jolly green giant's been parked at the gas pump across from Grimaldi's for years now. It looks like it could use a little work, but next time you're at the Brooklyn Promenade, get on the tarmac and inspect the undercarriage. Beyond the rusty chassis lies the glimmering chrome of a brand new set of headers.
Looks like whoever owns this sucker takes it to the races.
All shot on manual with a Nikkor 50mm f/1.4D + Nikon D700.







