Another personal work. It’s a sort of a journey, this time using the symbols of mobility, their restless energy and glory coming out from rusty wrecks, vintage ambulances and forgotten leftovers. This is us, torn apart and splitted between the mundane parfum of the brand, its artificial, human, flighty inconsistence, and the implacable law of Mother Nature, its saving, unsophisticated beauty.
Still, fashion is resurrecting in our mind thanks to the modern mythology of advertising. This is cool and scary at the same time.
(image contribution thanks to: justacarguy)