Capturing Timeless Moments

A great car shoot with Andy and his family using my trusty medium format film camera.

I shoot on film

Step back in time with our car portrait sessions that embrace the allure of traditional film photography. Using a high-quality medium format film camera, I aim to bring out the vibrant, rustic essence of your beloved vehicle. Our environmental approach adds depth to the narrative by incorporating the landscapes that frame your daily life, be it urban, rural, or coastal. Whether it's a solo portrait or a family portrait with your cherished pets, our sessions endeavor to narrate the story of your life and the integral role of your car within it.

Crafting Unique Experiences

Our interactive process involves discussing meaningful locations, ideal shoot times, and options for displaying the photos at the end of the shoot. We personalize each session to ensure that your vision is captured authentically and artistically.

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This is Fremantle, however, like a lot of Freo, this old building no longer exists, replaced with a trendy coffee shop. A couple and their dog standing next to a yellow campervan on a Freo streetscape

The Gift

  • My names Angus and this is out 1973 Original Westfalia Kamper Automatic. I bought it off Ebay for Andrea as a surprise Christmas present 5 years ago. I did it because Andrea is a kaftan-wearing hippy at heart and she told me that she loved them and had always dreamed of owning one! We have had a few very memorable camping trips in it. Including a couple of breakdowns (which is normal for these). It is SLOW, but remarkably comfortable and eminently practical as a camper - sets up in about 15 minutes. What is nice is the sense of community - you always wave at other Kombi drivers and they wave at you. And of course strangers always stop to chat and take photos! The appeal is even greater because of Douglas (the dog in the photo). He just adds to the idyllic charm of the whole idea, traveling around in a VW camper with a fabulous "beach dog" for company. It doesn't really have a name, or a gender. We just couldn't decide... so it just gets called 'The Kombi'.”

Woman in a pink fur coat and black-and-white houndstooth dress leaning on a pink Mercedes convertible, drinking from a cup, standing on a city street.

Cougar

  • I was on the look out for a new car and always dreamed of having a pink one. I would often giggle and say, my family would look so much better in pink. About a year ago, by pure luck, I got a glimpse of my dream pink car. I was sitting in the Dome Cafe looking out the window, and there is was, flying past in its magnificence. It was like seeing a hot chick walk past and I instantly felt a connection. Some time later, by chance again, I stumbled across the very same car on Facebook Marketplace and I new I had to have her. I call her “Cougar” … she’s older than me. I love that she is so noticeable and that helps feel me safe out on the roads. She has a few few dents but it only adds to her character. My life has always been been about just having fun and going along for the ride! So naturally, she fits right in.

A man standing in a parking lot next to a vintage blue Ford pickup truck. He is wearing a denim jacket, black pants, tan boots, and has a beard and glasses. Buildings with signs and a partly cloudy sky are in the background.

The Truck

  • This is my Ford F100. I work in Fremantle as a tattooer and I have done for the last 13 years. I don't like to think of my life not having a ute ... not just because its formed part of my identity, but its part of the way I function as a human now, its so incredibly useful.

Two shirtless young men standing barefoot in front of a black van, with surfboards on the ground, on a paved area near grassy hills and trees.

The Twins

  • We call him WALLY after our granddad as we bought it out of his inheritance. We love to surf preferably long boarding its our passion. The laid back lifestyle of long-boarding is perfect in combination with Wally as he is relaxed and chilled out. Wally originally came from the UK, traveled across Europe (still has Amsterdam sticker on window) and through Africa, before arriving in Darwin. It used to be a rusty orange. The fuel gauge does not work so it always keeps us on our toes when contemplating whether to fuel him up or leave it another day or so! Another quirk is that you can never go anywhere fast and it sways in the wind which is a bit of fun... we love driving along the coast on the weekends with as many longboards and shortboards stacked inside!! Our Labrador Buddy is always the first one inside and loves going to the dog beach and drives along the coast, its the perfect surf wagon! The pop top includes hammocks to sleep in that fold down and a double bed on the bottom perfect for camping! We have a sink, and used to have a fridge but it was stolen before we bought it. Our favourite drive is anywhere where there is surf, and Barbra Streisand ~ by ducksauce ~ it’s the only CD or Kombi Came with and is our favourite And our lifestyle would not as be chilled out or relaxed without him ~ Wally teaches us to be patient, slow down and enjoy the ride.

A young man standing next to a teal convertible car on the street, holding a skateboard, in front of a restaurant named Joe's with a boat on display.

Jamies Island

  • My name us Jamie and this is my Ford Capri SA30 My dad owned one originally that he passed down to me when I got my license. I bought this one after the rego expired on my original one while I was traveling. It was cheaper than repairing and putting the old one over the pits. I knew that I’d need to find another one to replace my old one and was was lucky enough to find this one on gumtree for just over a $1000. I really enjoy driving with the roof down and refused to buy a car I couldn't do it in. “Out of all of my friends I own the cheapest car but get the most compliments on it.” The tarp roof has a couple rips in it which make it almost impossible to drive with the roof up. It's pretty much just a summer car to cruise around or go to the beach in. I don't use it much in winter. I prefer skating or public transport anyway. I really love the Freo lifestyle and atmosphere and I'm glad to drive around in something that I think fits that well.

A person wearing a hat and blue jeans playing an acoustic guitar on the sidewalk next to a white vintage car, with a colorful building in the background.

Victor & Veronica

  • My name is Victor and. this my baby Veronica ...... yes she has a name. I’m a mariner (and now artist and musician) and spent most of my life at sea.

    I was born in Singapore, and my father was a well known artist. My siblings followed in his footsteps as artists, but I was the ‘black sheep’ in the family and went off to work at sea. I always new I had to go away.

    But after a life at sea I found myself settling in Australia and beautiful Fremantle, and its now come time I am wanting to explore the creative side that’s inside me. I like the wandering, crossing oceans, crossing land, it doesn’t matter, just travel. It opens your mind and experience. I turn 60 next year and I have no regrets.

A woman, an older man, and a dog sitting in a pink car with green trees in the background. The woman is wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunglasses, and the dog is sitting in the front seat.

Esme

  • I first saw this car about 5 years ago in my friends workshop, I fell in love with it straight away because of the colour and because it had a 308 V8 fitted to it legally with all the paperwork. The car would be ideal for my missus to drive. The car’s name was ‘Esme’ and that’s what the number plates read. I figure that name came from Esme Watson from the eighties TV show Prisoner, she was the gossip monger.

    I rang the owner and asked if he wanted sell he said no unless you had 60 grand because it was his wife’s car.

    About 3 years later his friend got in contact with me and said he’s buying a house and needs to sell the car. I rang him and, asked how much and he said $40 grand. The rest is history. It’s a 1970 LC Torana 308 column shift automatic. Painted in metallic orchard. It’s just a beautiful “ Sleeper “ ( Looks slow but goes like stink ). Allyson and myself love cruising with Archie our dearly loved Cavoodle to the beach and then Fremantle for lunch.


    -- Phil Gardiner

A woman working at an ice cream truck labeled "Golden J.G." in a parking lot, with a black dog nearby. The truck is decorated with colorful stripes and ice cream graphics, and the woman is wearing sunglasses, leaning on the truck's window.

Lisa & Elvis

  • My name is Lisa and this is my 1977 Automatic Kombi Van, the auto makes it a little rare. I bought it off a little Itlalian man and his wife Maria. He is a real character and is still sad that he no longer has it. He stuck Elvis and Skippy stickers all over it which were really hard to get off. I have now turned it into a seafood business called Kombination Seafood… its sort of onto his second life.

A woman in a summer dress and wide-brim hat standing barefoot next to a yellow car with a surfboard on top, in front of a white building with a blue door, pink flowering tree, and signage for Hubbles Yard Cafe.

Georgia & Frida

  • She is a 1988 Toyota Corolla named Frida. The name of my first car, a Honda CR-V that just stuck and now I carry on as a legacy for many of my belongings. I attract anything and everything yellow into my life, so when I saw the banana coloured vehicle I had no care for checking the engine and if smoke came out the rear end... I had already fallen in love.

    Georgia

    So far I’ve had no legitimate issues with the car. Although as soon as I fix one window, another will jam or fall into the door. I have found that a towel shut in the door secures the car just as well! There are a few minor rust spots that I worry will slowly spread as I let the salt water run off of my board after a surf and encrust itself onto the paintwork! Yikes!

    I love the very manual nature of Frida from her old display board and the “click-clack” of the indicator, to the non-power steering which gives my arms a great workout. The hands on nature and understanding you must cultivate to operate and care for a older car is something I find lacks in these new streamline soccer mum cars! I like to think of my car as a Mary Poppins bag of fun ready for any occasion. In the glovebox you will find various musical instruments from the harmonica to the karimba (a half coconut with metal prongs, otherwise known as a “thumb piano”). Behind the drivers seat often holds treasures including my watercolour pencils for artsy occasions and my skateboard. Ideally it would be a wagon so I could chuck my board inside and comfortably stretch out on camping adventures. I had attempted sleeping diagonally in the back one time on top of a pile of wetsuits. It was fine to entertain for a night but I definitely won’t be taking it across the Nullarbor. It only had one previous owner, a lady whom could no longer drive it due to old age. She kept an impeccable service book for it and the original owners manual, which contains terrific diagrams including how to use the cigarette lighter and ashtray.. which was evidently needed from the many butt burns on the seating covers!

A shirtless man standing barefoot on grass, holding a colorful surfboard with a man-made design next to him. Behind them, a vintage white pickup truck and a grassy hill with trees and a large green structure in the distance.

Codys Mazda

  • My name is Cody and this is my1977 Mazda B1600. The car came from Alice Springs where it was used as a farm ute, it even has a little pencil notebook of all the maintainance they conducted on her over the years. Its pretty agricultural and simplistic, am radio is stuck on full volume and you need a paper clip to hold the choke on for a while on cold mornings, but it runs perfect. I love throwing a board in the back, jumping in it and blasting down to Cottesloe Beach for a wave.

A vintage black Mercedes-Benz driving on a city street in front of a restaurant with outdoor seating. People are walking and sitting outside, some having food and drinks. The restaurant has a sign reading 'cottesloe general store' and advertising pizza and coffee. There is a large Coca-Cola bottle artwork on the building's wall.

Jules Mbz

  • My name is Jules and this is my 1968 Mercedes Benz280-SE, im the third owner, I work away in Africa and she is kept in storage while Im away. I brought it when i was 18 which is a dream come true as Ive always been such a fan of old mercs. Its been a wedding car a couple of times down in Margaret River. Its amazing tha you can cruise down south on the fwy in a 50 year old Mercedes.Cottesloe Beach is my favourite drive by"

A woman with a blue hat, orange sweater, and ripped jeans leaning against a white vintage convertible car parked on the street in front of a beige building with arched windows and a small tree with string lights.

Manuel & Marilyn

  • My name is Manual and this is my 1960 MGA, Marilyn.

    She was named after Marilyn Monroe because of the famous car shoot with her

    As a little boy growing up in Casablanca, Morocco, there was always this beautiful MG parked across the road.

    It was a dream from that moment that one day I would own one.

A vintage light blue car parked on the street in front of a building with trees in the background during sunset.

Old Blue

  • My name is Steve, and this is Old Blue, my 1959 FC Holden. I like to take to my wife and 2 daughters out for a drive in her on Friday nights, we often get Fish and Chips in Cottesloe. Growing up, we had names for all our cars. My youngest daughter MIA named this one ‘Baby Blue’.
    Prior to me, Baby Blue has had three female owners, and fittingly the car was originally designed for women because of high seating visibility and other factors. Personally it means a lot to me because it was the first car my parents owned when they arrived in Australia from England in 1966. So I have lots of great memories from it when I was an 8 yr old boy.

Two children, one with gray hair and the other with blonde hair, are sitting in a red vintage convertible car parked in front of pastel-colored buildings. The children are smiling and waving.

Teri & Maffy

  • On Thursday mornings, Teri Conway picks up her good friend Geri Hansen in her beautiful red 1964 Triumph Herald Coupe for a spin around Freo. Teri and Geri love the old streets and shops in the west end of Fremantle. Teri calls her ‘Maffy’, short for middle aged folly, as she purchased it in 1983 when she had just turned 40. She purchased it from a friend who had given to his teenage son, who had painted it half blue and half green, and then mentioned that he was going to put fattie tyres on and turn it into a beach buggy…at which point his father removed it from him and gave it to Teri for $600! It had four good tyres and two decent seats in the front and not much else…but she loved it and was determined to have it. Her husband agreed on the understanding he would not ever have to drive it anywhere!

    “ I love having the roof down and driving with the wind in my hair, it adds so much joy to my days…all sorts of people stop and talk to me and tell me stories about Triumphs or other interesting old cars…stop me in the street offering to buy it, or toot and wave…as somebody called across recently when I was stopped at the lights…Like your style lady!…Yes! The whole car is just one big quirk!!..I like the whole bonnet lifting and coming forward…and because it’s close to the ground, you feel like you’re going much faster than you are, which is handy as the odometer and speedometer haven’t worked in years…but it’s got a cool sounding horn. There’s no air-conditioning, and with a black roof it gets seriously hot in the summer and seriously cold in the winter…also the roof leaks around the edges in the rain…it has no seat belts in the back..and sometimes can be temperamental starting up…I have to double declutch when changing down gears….despite all that she love her still.”

A person sitting on the hood of a vintage beige station wagon in an empty parking lot, near a wooden building with decorative trim, surrounded by trees and some buildings in the background.

Lewis & Anna

  • My name is Lewis and this is my 1959 Chevrolet parkwood. I’ve wanted a 59 Chevy since I was a kid (ha ha still am to be honest) I used to love Ramone from the cartoon movie “cars”. As I grew older I started getting a love for station wagons. So why not combine the two together. I stumbled across it in a hashtag section of instagram. “ #59parkwood”. a guy had posted it for sale over in Florida. He found it in a farm In Utah, and he was only the 2nd owner of it. He basically dragged it out of the paddock and then sold it on to me. I had the car shipped over from the USA and started the build back in December 2018. It was completed in June 2019. The car was named Anna after my nonna who sadly passed around the same time I finished the car off. Man those rear fins and tail lights just get me every damn time. An unreal car from factory. No mods needed to make it cool. To be honest, me and my old man built this car on my front driveway in a suburban area. It’s no show car but damn she’s been faithful to me. Clocked about 10,000kms in 6months. Even doing a trip to Kalgoorlie and back. Rough around the edges but all brand new underneath. All work done at home, by me and my dad. That’s one thing I’ll cherish for ever. I’m only 20 years old so I’ve got a lot of time ahead of me but I wanna do as much as I can while I’m young. This car is just another thing ticked of the list so far! I love just being able to get in an old car and drive somewhere on a ya Sunday morning. Wether it’s south or north. Just drive somewhere and chill in the back with my girlfriend or Friends. After all having the opportunity at my age to drive a car like this is so far beyond my expectations so every time I do drive it I don’t take it for granted. I have a huge passion for the mid century to the late 60’s era and I don’t think I’ll ever loose that. Something about these old cars brings me so much joy. It’s such a dying art these days too!

A vintage pink Ford Thunderbird convertible parked on the street in front of a pink and white building with arched windows and a red door.

The Rocketman

  • My name is Paul, I am an Astronomer from Fremantle Western Australia and this is my 1963 Ford Thunderbird. The T-bird appealed to me because of its sleek styling and cockpit base in the era when space exploration was in the news everyday. It's a car from the Mad Men era and in the words of that show;

    "Happiness is the smell of a new car. It's freedom from fear. It's a billboard on the side of a road that screams with reassurance that whatever you're doing is OK. You are OK"

    Times have definitely changed since then but at least we can capture some memories of that simpler world.Prior to me, Baby Blue has had three female owners, and fittingly the car was originally designed for women because of high seating visibility and other factors. Personally it means a lot to me because it was the first car my parents owned when they arrived in Australia from England in 1966. So I have lots of great memories from it when I was an 8 yr old boy.

A vintage two-tone blue and white Volkswagen Beetle with a roof rack driving on a sunny street in front of a residential house with a garden and stairs leading up to the front door. The driver and a passenger are visible, with the driver wearing sunglasses.

Peles Beetle

  • I bought this car when I was 17 with the intention to restore it as my first project. After looking at many pictures for inspiration I started to strip and pull the car apart in the garage at my dads house. The build took me 11 months but I never really finished as I was always tinkering with it and making it my own, adding bits like a Dixie horn for a bit of fun, and I also stuck an old school Coca Cola bottle opener to the side of the car which was cool and handy when you pull up at the beach with a full esky. I never really named it, I try to avoid naming them in case I ever go to sell them, there’s less of an attachment. My most regular drive is cutting a lap through Freo. Usually down south terrace then through the coffee strip, stopping off at Captain Munchies carpark then driving through Cottesloe on Marine Parade, up as far as Swanbourne then usually back to Freo. Sometimes with a bunch of other Vee dub guys or just alone. Either way driving in the bug was always like a mini holiday for me. They are just a fun car and I guess working on them and driving them is a bit meditative for me in a way. I love their simplicity and the character each one has.“ I love having the roof down and driving with the wind in my hair, it adds so much joy to my days…all sorts of people stop and talk to me and tell me stories about Triumphs or other interesting old cars…stop me in the street offering to buy it, or toot and wave…as somebody called across recently when I was stopped at the lights…Like your style lady!…Yes! The whole car is just one big quirk!!..I like the whole bonnet lifting and coming forward…and because it’s close to the ground, you feel like you’re going much faster than you are, which is handy as the odometer and speedometer haven’t worked in years…but it’s got a cool sounding horn. There’s no air-conditioning, and with a black roof it gets seriously hot in the summer and seriously cold in the winter…also the roof leaks around the edges in the rain…it has no seat belts in the back..and sometimes can be temperamental starting up…I have to double declutch when changing down gears….despite all that she love her still.”

A white vintage van parked in a lot with a clipboard hanging from the driver's door handle, against a backdrop of a grassy hill with trees and a partly cloudy sky.

Richos Surfmobile

  • ”The car in question is a Holden HR panel van from 1966. Originally a Noonans Bread Van, it caught my attention when it was advertised in the Quokka newspaper back in 2003. Located in a paddock under a tarpaulin in Margaret River, it was listed for $1000. With the help of local panel beater Ron Purnell, who inspected the van for me, I made the purchase. The van underwent a three-year restoration at Ron's panel shop in Margaret River. When I inquired about the overall cost of the restoration, Ron simply replied, "I don't know, I'll keep sending you the bills as they become due."

    I was drawn to the van because of its classic shape and smooth lines, not to mention its practicality – it offers decent power and the option to sleep in it post-party if needed. Unnamed yet fully functional, it perfectly complements my lifelong passion for surfing, allowing me to easily transport multiple surfboards.

    There have been plenty of memorable road trips in it, the one from Denmark to Perth i wont forget, with the journey's soundtrack with Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon," etched in my memory. I deeply admire old cars and the dedication individuals put into restoring them, preserving a piece of automotive history for generations to come. The process of restoration is a testament to patience and ingenuity – a reminder to keep these treasures on the road for years to come” - Richo

Two people sitting in a vintage white car with a scenic outdoor background, smiling and enjoying the drive.

Squareback Jack

  • We are Jack & Skye, 24 year old Fremantle creatives with a passion for the arts, music, acting and vintage cars. We live in a cute little character home in Fremantle and can be seen regularly around the area in their 70’s attire.

    One of my passions is my 1973 Volkswagen Type 3 Squareback.

    This photo is from a chance meeting with the couple as they were going for a skate alone Marine Pde in Cottesloe.

A man standing beside a white vintage car with its hood open, parked in front of a building with a large sign reading 'SEALANES'.

Marcos & Wonder

  • My name is Marcos and this Wonder. She is a Chrysler 1980 CM Valiant. I bought her from two sisters who were left with it when their father passed away several years earlier.

    Since then it had been sitting in the garage deteriorating but they hadn’t been able to bring themselves to sell it.

    When I purchased it, she barely started, one head light wasn’t working, it had no dash lights and a leaking tyre, amongst other problems. So as I drove off that stormy evening I said, “if you make it back home I promise to get a you a tow-truck, find you a good mechanic, and give you anything you need”.

    Just as I said that, you wouldn’t believe it, lightning filled the sky and the second head light came on. It made it home that night and is still with me today.

    That was the first moment I had with the spirit of the car I call Wonder.

    As I drove away with it that stormy day, I looked in the rear view mirror and saw one of the girls wiping tears from her face and waving goodbye to memories of her passing father.

    I nearly cried too.

A yellow hatchback car with a surfboard on top parked in front of a pink flower shop with black and white striped awnings, surrounded by greenery.

Georgia & Frida

  • She is a 1988 Toyota Corolla named Frida. The name of my first car, a Honda CR-V that just stuck and now I carry on as a legacy for many of my belongings.

    I attract anything and everything yellow into my life, so when I saw the banana coloured vehicle I had no care for checking the engine and if smoke came out the rear end... I had already fallen in love.

    So far I’ve had no legitimate issues with the car. Although as soon as I fix one window, another will jam or fall into the door. I have found that a towel shut in the door secures the car just as well! There are a few minor rust spots that I worry will slowly spread as I let the salt water run off of my board after a surf and encrust itself onto the paintwork! Yikes!

    I love the very manual nature of Frida from her old display board and the “click-clack” of the indicator, to the non-power steering which gives my arms a great workout.

    The hands on nature and understanding you must cultivate to operate and care for a older car is something I find lacks in these new streamline soccer mum cars!

    I like to think of my car as a Mary Poppins bag of fun ready for any occasion. In the glovebox you will find various musical instruments from the harmonica to the karimba (a half coconut with metal prongs, otherwise known as a “thumb piano”). Behind the drivers seat often holds treasures including my watercolour pencils for artsy occasions and my skateboard.

    Ideally it would be a wagon so I could chuck my board inside and comfortably stretch out on camping adventures. I had attempted sleeping diagonally in the back one time on top of a pile of wetsuits. It was fine to entertain for a night but I definitely won’t be taking it across the Nullarbor.

    It only had one previous owner, a lady whom could no longer drive it due to old age. She kept an impeccable service book for it and the original owners manual, which contains terrific diagrams including how to use the cigarette lighter and ashtray.. which was evidently needed from the many butt burns on the seating covers!

A vintage white car parked on the street in front of a light-colored residential building with large windows and a red-tiled roof. Two people are sitting on the grass near the house enjoying the sunny day, and tall pine trees are visible in the background against a clear blue sky.

Sunday Blues

  • This is my 1964 Mercury Park Lane Breezeway coupe, (bit of a mouthful). I remember that day you took the photo well. We both just chilling out listening to some blues records, wondering why you were taking a photo of us. The coolest part about the car for me is the pillarless design and the electric rear window.

    PJ

A young man with a beard, wearing a white t-shirt and dark shorts, stands barefoot next to a vintage light blue car on a street during sunset, holding a brown dog. There is a pedestrian bridge overhead and palm trees in the background.

Matts Premier

  • My name is Matt and this is my 1971 HG Holden Premier sedan. I use it as my daily driver to work and the beach.

    There’s nothing quite like a drive along the coast listening to Tom Petty and the Heartbreaker’s ‘Learning to Fly’ - it always makes me feel relaxed. Waving to fellow classic car drivers and having a chat with people who approach me is always an added thrill I never get tired of.

    From a very young age I was incredibly fascinated by old cars. Their exaggerated designs with shiny chrome and noisy engines greatly intrigued me; however, it is their small, quirky features and connections to my family that always made me want one of my own. 

    I vividly remember my uncles driving old Holdens, one being a HK wagon with a Fremantle Dockers sticker on the back bumper and the other being a HZ sedan with a ‘La Cucaracha’ novelty horn. It was always a highlight eagerly awaiting their arrival and watching them leave in what I considered to be the coolest cars on the streets. One of my cousins had a 57 Chev which I thought was unbelievable because I had small, black Matchbox one like it with flames. Another cousin had a couple of bright white Cadillac convertibles used for weddings that I recall happily going for a ride in. My grandfathers, who both unfortunately had passed away before I was born, were avid Holden drivers. My mum has always spoken fondly of how her dad was a loyal Shacks customer and would pick up the newest model every few years.  

    After countless Thursday Quokka purchases and searches in car magazines for a HK, T or G, my dad ended up stumbling across a HG at North Mole. I couldn’t believe my luck when I discovered it was a Premier, metallic blue in colour and that it was originally sold from the same dealership that my grandad would frequent.

    The thing I like the most about my HG is the remnants of the original Shacks Holden sticker on the rear windscreen. There is not much left, but it’s nice knowing there is a subtle feature marking where it came from. I also like that my car isn’t perfect. The torn interior, faded paint and little rust spots add to its character and it’s nice to know that I’ve got a few things to fix and tinker with down the track.

    In this sense I feel my car is an accurate representation of myself - plotting along and in reasonable condition, but with a few things to still improve on.

A vintage white station wagon parked on a city street during sunset, with buildings, trees, utility poles, and power lines in the background.

The Crown

  • My name is Jack Medland and this is my 1968 Ms57 Toyota Crown wagon.

    As I have been heavily influenced by surf culture in the 60s/70s i was forvever hooked on buying an old car to accompany my growing old board collection.

    I bought it off Clint at blue dog garage who is known in the industry as one of the Crown ‘gurus’ in WA. He mentions it was one of the first cars in Australia to have an electric tailgate!

    The crown has served me with mechanical knowledge - being so simple under the bonnet makes it much more inviting when servicing or repairing. I have all the original workshop manuals which show you step by step how to pull the engine apart and put back together again.

    It fills me with happiness every time I cruise down the iconic picturesque hill at yallingup with a few boards on the roof to check the surf.

    All the old dogs at the longboard club will talk all night about “how I had one of those back in the day... it was a great bus until I rolled it into a tree ” or how it was “the poor mans rols Royce in its day.”

    Oh and the ladies love it too!

Three friends sitting on the back of a vintage white station wagon, drinking beverages and talking. A surfboard is propped against the car, and there are parked cars nearby. The scene is outdoors in a parking lot near tennis courts and trees.

Sunday Blues

  • This is my 1964 Mercury Park Lane Breezeway coupe, (bit of a mouthful). I remember that day you took the photo well. We both just chilling out listening to some blues records, wondering why you were taking a photo of us. The coolest part about the car for me is the pillarless design and the electric rear window.

    PJ

People sitting and standing outside a restaurant with yellow awnings, a vintage white convertible car parked in front, and trees in the background during sunset.

A Dogs Car

  • I’ve owned my ’65 Mustang convertible since 1993—now well into its third generation of family dogs who love a seaside cruise.

    Locals still remember Scarlet, our wilful Irish red setter, who rode standing on the dash, paws on the windscreen, sniffing the salt air.

    Cruising Marine Parade with the roof down and ’60s music playing always feels like a time machine—instant mood lift.

    It’s been my daily driver for over 30 years. After a morning dip and a blast up the coast with the V8 rumbling, nothing the day throws at me can dent that carefree feeling.

    I grew up driving battered British saloons and wrote off American cars—That was until someone wished on me a 1967 Ford Thunderbird – a beautifully built automated marshmallow-on-wheels, its seven-litre V8 effortlessly propelling two and a half tons of luxury and chrome.

    The Mustang’s smaller and simpler—Falcon parts fit—but it’s the proportions and bodywork that make it sing. That nose-cone and grille: a sculpture on wheels.

    Best of all, people stop to chat. Mustangs spark stories—like the concrete truck driver in Melbourne who, chasing an unpaid debt, filled a red convertible with quick-set concrete.

    Old Mustangs always bring a smile.

    Bret Christian

Two people, a man and a woman, standing next to a red vintage convertible car with a black soft top, parked on the side of a suburban street. The man is opening the trunk, while the woman is holding a yellow and black striped bag and a tray with potted plants. Both are wearing hats, and there is a tree casting shade nearby, with a white fence and houses in the background.

The Stag

  • This is my is 1977 Triumph Stag. I Tried to give him a name but didn’t stick! So have stuck with simple “The Stag”

    My dad originally started my fascination because he also owns a blue Stag. So was always obsessed with it and driving it whenever I could. Later I found out that my dad and one of his best mates, who also happens to be my godfather, bought their Stags at the same time, my dad with the blue one and Gordon with a red one.

    Now flash forward to a few years ago, my godfather sadly passed away. At the time I had a car of my own but Dad and I had the same idea to sell my car and buy the red Stag off Gordon’s wife. So I buy it off her and now I’ve been driving it ever since!

    I think the thing I love most about this car and Stags in general is the note of the engine. It’s a beautiful deep rumble whenever you accelerate and I love it. Plus driving it with the top down in spring is just wonderful.

    It had quite a few quirks for a while as it needed a few repairs when I bought it! The hard top that I had on during the winter months leaks horrendously which kind of defeats the purpose of it... and the radio didn’t have a aux input for the longest time so I was listening to old CD’s for a couple years.

    Well my life isn’t super interesting, I’ve lived pretty close to the beach for most of my life so have definitely enjoyed taking the long route home just so I can go past the beach with the Stag and it’s top down. A funny little thing currently is that I’ve recently taken up surfing and bought myself a surfboard, which I’ve been strapping to the roof of the Stag! It’s a bit silly looking when I’ve got an 8’6 mal which is about as long as the car strapped to the top!

    Jimmy & Annabelle

A man with a gray beard, wearing a knit cap, black sweater, and gray pants, standing with arms crossed next to a vintage white car parked on the street. Behind him, there's a grassy hill with tall pine trees and a modern yellow building with large windows.

The Roller

  • Make/Model: 1990 (October 1989) Rolls Royce Silver Spirit II 6.75L V8
    Name: Just “The Roller” for now. I considered calling it “The Old Girl” like I did my previous classic car—a 1957 Mercedes 220S Saloon (a “Roundie”)—but times have changed, and perhaps a 6.75L car itself isn’t exactly appropriate these days either!

    First Impressions
    Rolls Royces are among the last truly handmade cars. This one caught my eye immediately. It was clean—no rust, no dents—and had that understated sophistication that only comes from fine chrome work, luxurious wood finishes, and rich tan leather. In my eyes, this car is the epitome of engineering and aesthetic excellence—automotive beauty personified.

    How I Came to Own It
    This is where the story gets interesting. I recently bought a 1995 Jaguar Sovereign from my mother-in-law, with the intention of restoring it to its former glory. But as it turned out, the car needed a LOT more work than I’d anticipated, especially for a one-owner vehicle. So, I set out to find a replacement—an exact match, but in near-concours condition—hoping to secretly swap it out and let everyone think it was the same car (it’s far cheaper to buy someone else’s restoration than to do it yourself!). After diving deep into the world of classic car listings and falling down more than a few rabbit holes, I came across this Rolls instead. I still have the Jag, which comes in handy if the Roller needs some work done.

    What I Love About It
    This car isn’t just for Sunday drives or club meets—it’s my everyday driver. But if I had to pick what I love most, it’s that this car is art. When those 14 internal lamps glow at night, the cabin feels like a 19th-century English liquor cabinet, fit for a king’s smoking room—all inlaid walnut, mirrors, and gleaming chrome. And let’s not forget the picnic tables in the back—nothing beats taking my sons through McDonald’s and watching them eat cheeseburgers off those tables as we cruise!

    Quirks and What Doesn’t Work
    The Roller is in pretty good shape, though there are still a few things I need to get in full working order, like the bladder-based lumbar supports and the automatic rear demister. As for quirks, well, there are plenty. One that should’ve been obvious was the headlight washer function—it took me a while to figure out that it only works when the headlights are actually on!

    Lifestyle Fit
    How does it fit my lifestyle? That’s a tricky one. I guess it boils down to my love for “older” objects d’art.

    Road Trip Playlist
    For a Spotify playlist themed around cars, here are four tracks that come to mind (though they aren’t necessarily what I always play while driving):

    1. Billy Joel – "It’s Still Rock & Roll"

    2. Vangelis – "Chariots Of Fire"

    3. Steppenwolf – "Born to be Wild" (a classic everyone expects)

    4. The Rolling Stones – "Start Me Up" (There’s a rumor that Mick Jagger had a Rolls Royce he painted pink, and the company refused to service it because it wasn’t an official color option—though I could be wrong about that!)

    And let’s be honest, there’s something about driving a Roller that makes you suddenly appreciate opera at high volume. For that, Andrea Bocelli’s operatic version of "Hallelujah" is a must.

    A Bit of Humor
    When I bought this car earlier this year, I posted a tongue-in-cheek joke on Facebook that I was quite proud of:

    “POP QUIZ: What do you call a boy from Bayswater who moves to Cottesloe and buys an old Rolls Royce at 58 years old? HINT: 6 letters, starts with W and ends in R? You got it! WinneR!!”

    It’s a laugh, and owning this car has been nothing short of a win!

A woman wearing sunglasses, a denim jacket, and flip-flops, holding two orange and blue shopping bags, standing on the sidewalk in front of a white fence and a yellow house with a blue vintage Volkswagen Beetle parked nearby on a sunny day.

My Affair

  • ‘This is my 1964 VW Beetle. I most commonly refer to it as “My Affair”, short for “my affair of the heart”. I’ve hacked around Freo in my Beetle for more than twenty-two years. For a large part of that I had a baby/child seat in the back and my old blue dog Jacko in the front, hanging his face, front paws and chest out the window. Heavenly love – my child, my dog and my car. Many passengers get sentimental when they are in the Beetle because they used to have one when they were a student or as their first car when they were young. I love the sound of the engine, the feel of the gears, handling and driving, the way kids love to see it, laugh and smile pointing to their parents as I whiz past. It’s a club, owning a Beetle, a kind of secret society!’

    Maryrose Baker

A woman in a green shirt and shorts standing outdoors near a yellow SUV with a black and white dog in the back seat, at a beachside location with the ocean and blue sky in the background.

Lemon Baby

  • My name is Rob and this is my International Harvester Scout ii 1978 model. It’s pretty much just a tractor really ..Very Agricultural !! Did I mention it has a removable fiberglass roof ??...Great for summer cruising !!! This is my second one as the first one I had I sold to go overseas for work back in the early 90’s I had so much fun in that car and missed it so much I spent 2 years looking for another one ! There were not a lot imported to Australia and there are not many of them left 40 years later as most 4X4 are used and abused driven into salt water etc . I have always loved older cars as they have such character and seem to have an individual personality The Scout is always a work in progress repairing or replacing parts but that is the relationship you have with a vehicle and it rewards you with more smiles per miles that any modern plastic jellybean car can ! Plus it’s design is so simple and purpose built it is very easy to work on ..No Computers haha ! My wife calls it “ Lemon Baby “ and I call it the Buzz Bus as our dog is called Buzby and he loves it as much as we do !

A man in a pastel Hawaiian shirt, shorts, and pink Crocs stands next to a pink vintage Volkswagen Beetle car, holding a drink, outside a building with a balcony.

Beetle Boy

  • Make/Model: 1990 (October 1989) Rolls Royce Silver Spirit II 6.75L V8
    Name: Just “The Roller” for now. I considered calling it “The Old Girl” like I did my previous classic car—a 1957 Mercedes 220S Saloon (a “Roundie”)—but times have changed, and perhaps a 6.75L car itself isn’t exactly appropriate these days either!

    First Impressions
    Rolls Royces are among the last truly handmade cars. This one caught my eye immediately. It was clean—no rust, no dents—and had that understated sophistication that only comes from fine chrome work, luxurious wood finishes, and rich tan leather. In my eyes, this car is the epitome of engineering and aesthetic excellence—automotive beauty personified.

    How I Came to Own It
    This is where the story gets interesting. I recently bought a 1995 Jaguar Sovereign from my mother-in-law, with the intention of restoring it to its former glory. But as it turned out, the car needed a LOT more work than I’d anticipated, especially for a one-owner vehicle. So, I set out to find a replacement—an exact match, but in near-concours condition—hoping to secretly swap it out and let everyone think it was the same car (it’s far cheaper to buy someone else’s restoration than to do it yourself!). After diving deep into the world of classic car listings and falling down more than a few rabbit holes, I came across this Rolls instead. I still have the Jag, which comes in handy if the Roller needs some work done.

    What I Love About It
    This car isn’t just for Sunday drives or club meets—it’s my everyday driver. But if I had to pick what I love most, it’s that this car is art. When those 14 internal lamps glow at night, the cabin feels like a 19th-century English liquor cabinet, fit for a king’s smoking room—all inlaid walnut, mirrors, and gleaming chrome. And let’s not forget the picnic tables in the back—nothing beats taking my sons through McDonald’s and watching them eat cheeseburgers off those tables as we cruise!

    Quirks and What Doesn’t Work
    The Roller is in pretty good shape, though there are still a few things I need to get in full working order, like the bladder-based lumbar supports and the automatic rear demister. As for quirks, well, there are plenty. One that should’ve been obvious was the headlight washer function—it took me a while to figure out that it only works when the headlights are actually on!

    Lifestyle Fit
    How does it fit my lifestyle? That’s a tricky one. I guess it boils down to my love for “older” objects d’art.

    Road Trip Playlist
    For a Spotify playlist themed around cars, here are four tracks that come to mind (though they aren’t necessarily what I always play while driving):

    1. Billy Joel – "It’s Still Rock & Roll"

    2. Vangelis – "Chariots Of Fire"

    3. Steppenwolf – "Born to be Wild" (a classic everyone expects)

    4. The Rolling Stones – "Start Me Up" (There’s a rumor that Mick Jagger had a Rolls Royce he painted pink, and the company refused to service it because it wasn’t an official color option—though I could be wrong about that!)

    And let’s be honest, there’s something about driving a Roller that makes you suddenly appreciate opera at high volume. For that, Andrea Bocelli’s operatic version of "Hallelujah" is a must.

    A Bit of Humor
    When I bought this car earlier this year, I posted a tongue-in-cheek joke on Facebook that I was quite proud of:

    “POP QUIZ: What do you call a boy from Bayswater who moves to Cottesloe and buys an old Rolls Royce at 58 years old? HINT: 6 letters, starts with W and ends in R? You got it! WinneR!!”

    It’s a laugh, and owning this car has been nothing short of a win!

A man standing next to a vintage red pickup truck on a street in front of modern white houses on a sunny day.

Frida

  • ‘This is my 1964 VW Beetle. I most commonly refer to it as “My Affair”, short for “my affair of the heart”. I’ve hacked around Freo in my Beetle for more than twenty-two years. For a large part of that I had a baby/child seat in the back and my old blue dog Jacko in the front, hanging his face, front paws and chest out the window. Heavenly love – my child, my dog and my car. Many passengers get sentimental when they are in the Beetle because they used to have one when they were a student or as their first car when they were young. I love the sound of the engine, the feel of the gears, handling and driving, the way kids love to see it, laugh and smile pointing to their parents as I whiz past. It’s a club, owning a Beetle, a kind of secret society!’

    Maryrose Baker

A small yellow three-wheeled truck with a red container in the back parked on the side of a road, with a desert landscape and a port with container cranes and stacked shipping containers in the background under a blue sky.

The Bee

  • My name is Rob and this is my International Harvester Scout ii 1978 model. It’s pretty much just a tractor really ..Very Agricultural !! Did I mention it has a removable fiberglass roof ??...Great for summer cruising !!! This is my second one as the first one I had I sold to go overseas for work back in the early 90’s I had so much fun in that car and missed it so much I spent 2 years looking for another one ! There were not a lot imported to Australia and there are not many of them left 40 years later as most 4X4 are used and abused driven into salt water etc . I have always loved older cars as they have such character and seem to have an individual personality The Scout is always a work in progress repairing or replacing parts but that is the relationship you have with a vehicle and it rewards you with more smiles per miles that any modern plastic jellybean car can ! Plus it’s design is so simple and purpose built it is very easy to work on ..No Computers haha ! My wife calls it “ Lemon Baby “ and I call it the Buzz Bus as our dog is called Buzby and he loves it as much as we do !

A young man with dark hair and facial hair looking out from the driver's side window of a vintage car with a wooden steering wheel.

The Roller

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Nighttime scene of a bridge over a body of water, with reflections of lights on the water, and a vintage car parked in the foreground.

First Date

  • My name is George, I'm here from the UK on a working holiday. I bought the car about 3 months ago with the intention of gearing it up ready for a road trip around Australia & seeing how far she could take me.

    I was looking for a bargain car when I found the Volvo online & at $800 I couldn't say no.

    That night was my first time in Fremantle. I was actually meeting the girl who was in the pictures for the first time. It was sort of a first date. Her name is Charlotte.

    It ended up being a short relationship, as was the life of the car.

A man standing outside near a garden with hanging flower baskets, a pot with plants, and an open door leading into a house, with a red vintage car parked nearby and greenery in the background.

Hubble St Volvo

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The Roller

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First Date

  • My name is George, I'm here from the UK on a working holiday. I bought the car about 3 months ago with the intention of gearing it up ready for a road trip around Australia & seeing how far she could take me.

    I was looking for a bargain car when I found the Volvo online & at $800 I couldn't say no.

    That night was my first time in Fremantle. I was actually meeting the girl who was in the pictures for the first time. It was sort of a first date. Her name is Charlotte.

    It ended up being a short relationship, as was the life of the car.

My EH

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