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Cadillac Ranch
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Cadillac Ranch

📍 Texas, Amarillo

Ten vintage Cadillacs buried nose-first in a Texas field at the angle of the Great Pyramid — a Route 66 art icon you're invited to spray-paint yourself.

Ten fins in the dirt

In 1974 the art collective Ant Farm — Chip Lord, Hudson Marquez, and Doug Michels — planted ten Cadillacs (models spanning 1949–1963) nose-down in a wheat field west of Amarillo, tilted at the same 60-degree angle as the sides of the Great Pyramid of Giza. The row traces the rise and fall of the tailfin.

Decades of graffiti have long since buried the original paint under layers of spray. Unusually, that’s the point: visitors are encouraged to bring a can and add their mark, so the cars look different every single day.

Visiting

  • Free, open 24/7, on the I-40 frontage road west of Amarillo (old Route 66).
  • Bring spray paint if you want to leave your mark; pack out your empty cans.
  • It’s a working field — mud after rain, no facilities.

🐿️ Cinnamon was here

Field report

A wrong turn on the endless flat of the Texas Panhandle — my specialty — put ten tail-fins on the horizon, sticking out of the dirt like the world's largest half-buried crayons.

Cadillac Ranch is ten vintage Cadillacs planted nose-first in a field at the angle of the Great Pyramid, and unlike every other monument in America, you are invited — expected — to spray-paint it. Layers of paint thick as tree bark. I added one small orange pawprint, low on the third car, where the wind can't brag about it.

The humans leave their rattling cans in the dirt; pack yours out, the cows have opinions. Go at sunset when the paint glows and the plains do their big-sky routine. Loses one acorn for having zero trees in any direction. Gains it back for everything else.

— Cinnamon 🐿️

📸 Cinnamon's camera roll

Snapshots from our very good boy on the road.

One small orange pawprint, low on the third Cadillac, where the wind can't brag about it. The paint layers are thick as tree bark.
Sunset, when the ten buried tail-fins glow and the plains do their big-sky routine. Mon-chan carried the spray can out — the cows have opinions about litter.

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