If you find yourself in Louisville, Kentucky within drop-in distance from the Visual Art Association's Water Tower building — it's the one that looks like a lighthouse — go there. As the NY Times's car-design beatwalker Phil Patton reports, a current exhibition offers a glimpse inside Detroit's studios during the…
The poor guy who created this page had no idea that one couldn't create one's own repro decals by scanning them and printing them out. It reminds us of being a youngster and finding out that 150dpi RGB images were no good for four-color, on-press printing. What's more, he's optimistic in thinking that copying a decal…
Given that the august Mister Jalopy hasn't seen fit to update his marvelous catalogue of wonderous things in over a month, Coop hopped in his new Falcon (the wagon is sadly still in a lawyer-induced state of disrepair) and went to check out the goings on at Hooptyrides, Inc. Also, one post down, he details an encounter
Now here's a place where a dork could get lost for hours. It's a goldmine of blueprint-type drawings of all manner of vehicles. We're especially crushed out on the Citroën section, which features everything from the fabulous FAF Break to the saintly SM. Our inner Franco-dweeb is twitching right now; our irises are…
Yeah, okay, fine, our Spanish is about as reliable as our uterus. Maybe a little better. Curse these barely-vestigal ovaries! Regardless, and more to the point, some people like yellow cars. Our pal Zerin is one, having just shelled out for a bright screaming new TT S-Line (and yes, ladies, he's available). We like…
The folks at Dunderdon, Swedish makers of pricey workwear, have taken an interest in our boy Guy Overfelt, a conceptual artist whose work over the last few years has revolved around his '77 Trans Am. Said TA is now full of tubes to structurally reinforce its chassis, as well as protect Mr. Overfelt on the dragstrip.…
A precarious mix of unemployment, Mazda Miatas, and photoshop could produce many things. A man named Moe took these three conditions and created a borderline disturbing but also funny collection of homemade chops. He's got everything from an Army issue Miata to a Zoom Zoom Zamboni. Extensive televison viewing seems…
Coop is not a man to be understimated. He not only paints pictures just shy of 80 feet, they also happen to feature spark-plug-licking females illustrated in his inimitable, sexy style. Pop by his flickr page and check out the genesis of this bechwheemouth of rad-ass art. Also, check out his Kimberly Kane stuff, which…
Poor Coop. His recently-purchased Ford Falcon wagon was uncerimoniously crumped by a legal eagle sipping a caffeinated beverage and making an illegal left turn. Mister Cooper's laid up with a busted leg and the front end of his fresh garage-saling ride is ailing in a way that isn't just gonna buff right out. We wish…
Chris Paukert, often simply referred to as "The Exclaimer," hipped us to this bit of oddball morbidity over at Deutschland's der Spiegel. It's a collection of highly-magnified photographs of insects who met their end courtesy of a motor vehicle. Good fodder for the next anti-car PETA campaign too, we suppose.
Pal-O-Tha Jalop Mike LaVella once said, "For some reason, and I'm not exactly sure why, American Culture seemed to peak around 1963." We'd be more likely to say '68, but we do understand LaVella's argument for '63. Regardless, the 1960s were simply an incredible time for design and popular art in this country; we grew…
The builder left alone. His mind was blank. He needed time to sleep; to get the memories from his mind. This much is obvious, but you really just have to go look for yourself. The only thing we could possibly say about this hot rod pickup from the Grand National Roadster Show that Coop didn't is that if there is any…
Wow and yikes. Paul Brodie's 1919 Excelsior OHC replibike project is absolutely well...crap, we don't just have the words. Suffice to say, we just killed an hour absolutely rapt watching the prototype come together. Starting with a few photographs (none of which feature the left-hand side of the motorcycle), Brodie…
For those of you who happen to be fans of the Bandit's dashboard or '50s diner countertops and/or trim, engine turning — aside from any weird fetishes you may have that we'd probably rather not know of — is likely the reason. It's simple in concept, really. Just a gritty pad on a mill laid down repeatedly. Of course,…
Lately, we've been rather consumed with the Silver Jews' "Punks in the Beerlight," a song that drops a totally sensical nonsensical non-sequitur in the form of diminutive French painter and poster artist Henri Marie Raymond de Toulouse-Lautrec. Considering he died in 1901, there wasn't a vast vehicular choice…
The 0-60s hipped us to this Photochop of the Alfa Romeo 8C Competizione in race trim. If indeed Alfa decides that this car should turn wheels in anger, we hope the resultant racing vehicle doesn't look like this.
We are officially fresh the fuck out of words. [Thanks to CTE for the tip.]
Daniel Clammett, a New South Wales sculptor and bodyman, got his start due to nearly failing an art class. As a last-ditch measure to obtain a passing grade, he welded up some kind of monster in his dad's body shop, and Bob's your uncle, the piece sold. He only uses dented-beyond-repair panels in his pieces, saying "I…
A little obscene Photochop action can brighten (or ruin) anyone's day. As Chris Bangle says, we're in the Five-Axis Era now, but these Photochoppers seem to hew more to the Five-Axes-and-a-Tub-of-Digital-Bondo school of thought. Click through and be at turns repulsed and amazed.
Von Dutch, even in death, has been sand in the Vaseline of the estabilshment, whether said establishment was mainstream culture of the 1950s and '60s or the hot rod hegemony of today due to the use of his logotype on clothing worn by people Dutch most likely would never have associated with. But, for all his legendary…
