Been drawing made up dream cars in the margins of my notebooks since grade school. It’s more pen tool these days but illustration remains one of my favorite right-brained leanings.
An homage to the car that never was.
Homologated 190E Evo II Sport Estate.
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Illusion of seclusion.
Summer 2023, 5 weeks into a 2 month journey. For 3 nights I called this beautiful hilltop home. During my second day I watched a storm slowly roll across the prairie. By sunset it was overhead. The rain came in slow and then all at once. I ran for cover beneath the awning, and then no sooner did the air around me start crackling. Static arcing between my camper and the truck. And then a bright flash and deafening pop. A spirited connection of earth and sky. And a very frightened me. Followed by this honker of a rainbow.
Anza-Borrego, 585,000 acres of protected desert washes, slot canyons, sandstone pillars and colorful badlands. The largest State Park in California and home to over 600 species of plants and several endangered animal species.
No entrance gate, no fee, no lines, no car alarms, no cell service, no hum of power lines or drone of traffic.
Matt and I roamed and rambled towards dead ends and endless vistas. Abbey 🐕 added a playfulness to the wandering. Guitar strings echoed against sandstone walls at camp. A new moon provided ink black skies. And fancy udon noodles filled our hungry bellies.
Moments of insularity, beauty of the mundane and slow cc: @freewheelin_matt
Aaton XTR (@zosterhout !) 🎥
It’s time to start adding some motion to these drawings. Inspired by video game loading screens, in this one you must choose your character from a selection of motion picture cameras. 🎥🕹
Friends, I’m extremely proud and excited to share my first cover illustration and feature. I have been a long time admirer of @brooklyncoachworks , and so to riff on this Defender 90 in Sandglow Yellow was a dream come true (page 66).
Thank you @ironandair@adamfitzgerald@gregorygeorgemoore for championing my work and offering me this opportunity. I am extremely grateful.
This issue is chock full of goodies, from Paul Lefevre’s carbon seafoam 2002, to stories of foreign adventure atop rental bikes, a visit with the founders of Aether and of course a stop by the shop of Brooklyn Coachworks.
Jim closed down the shop in 1983 after five and a half long decades of wrenching. It was a Tuesday - Jim came in like he always did - 7:30am with a burnt to death cup of coffee and grease on his hands from the day prior. Lots of tire rotations that day, a task so benign at this point that he basically did it with his eyes closed. The final vehicle for the day was his own. A 1975 Ford F100 Custom. The brake line was leaking, it needed to be replaced, but he gave his last one to a customer a bit ago. The fix was going to have to wait. Thing is, Jim had been dreaming about this day for quite a while now. He was taking a long overdue break. Headed to Mexico, he’d say. He’d been saying it for 5 years. Well, the brake had to wait, because it was time for a break. Jim now lives in Mexico, down along the coast there near Puerto Vallarta. He surfs everyday. His hands don’t have grease on them anymore.
