We learn that things get better with age, appreciate with time, increase in worth the longer they (out)last. We watch the useful fall into uselessness, lying dormant before being rediscovered by restoring hands and championed as a rarity. We focus on face and value but never the true cost of 'priceless': the loneliness that must come with longevity.

I chose abandoned, vintage automobiles as the subject for this AI collection because I see myself in them. Like any artist, I often feel left behind by both consumers and peers; even supportive spectators only pause before turning away to something else. I remind myself that life is cyclical, and I wait patiently in that transitory place.