Thursday, May 10, 2007

dying heart dyeing

NO CAR SATISFIES ME MORE THAN MY OLD 1964 FERRARI.

IT ALWAYS DEMANDS SPEED BUT IT IS VERY FORGIVING FOR MY ERRORS.

IN TODAYS TRAFFIC DISASTER , MORE THAN EVER I AM THE OUTLAW WHICH SUITS ME PERFECTLY.

I NEVER WANTED TO BE COMMON, NEVER WAS. NO ORDINARY LOVE, AS SADE SINGS. OF COURSE I AVOID THE CITIES.

SPACE IS THE LAND OF MY DREAMS , ART SPACE. SO TO SPEAK, I BUILD MY ART WHILE DRIVING. THE DRIVE OF THE THINKING BECOMES MY EXPRESSION, IN MOTION.

ART CAR, ART CARE IN MOTION.

I'VE ALWAYS CHOSEN THE LANDSCAPE FOR ROTATION, AND BUILD MY FORMER PUBLISHING COMPANIES IN THE COUNTRYSIDE (KAPELLENBOS 20 KM, NORTH OF ANTWERP).

MANY TIMES I'VE TRIED TO LOCATE THE SOFT SPOT IN AUTOMOTIVE EXPRESSION, WHEN TECHNICAL MASTERCLASS BECOMES ART.

RIGHT TO THE POINT AS A COMPARISON; I THINK THAT ENZO FERRARI HAS MORE SKILLS, MORE EXPRESSION,, MORE APPEALING ART MADE IN MARANELLO THAN PABLO PICASSO , IN MOUGINS, NOW, YESTERDAY AND ALREADY VERY VISIBLE TOMORROW.