$2,200
Ah, car culture – my perpetual muse! There’s something about those sleek lines, the raw emotion, and oh, the sweet, sweet taste of freedom that gets my creative juices flowing faster than a Bugatti on the Autobahn. But hey, this piece isn’t just about revving engines and burning rubber. No, no. It’s a metaphorical joyride through the highways of existence, a journey of living and creating. Take a closer look, my friend. You might just spot the meaning hidden in the exhaust fumes.
Dimension: 27.5″ H x 39.5″ W
Medium: Acrylic, Oil, Pastel, and Marker on Paper
