“I was into street racing when I was young,” Baldessari admits dryly. “Building cars, racing, working with people who could implement my ideas.” But when asked if he sees this kind of creation as a precursor to his work as an artist, he demurs. “I don’t think so. They’re separate things.” Though, he adds, “As a culture, we’re not fascinated by slowness. We’re fascinated by speed.”
It could sell for a price in the low to mid seven figures, but it’s unlikely to beat the Pope’s Enzo.
“Artists operate from the inside out. More often, the artist will say, give people justice. They’ll say, we should give people who look different from us a voice. The artist will say, we’re the same. Because they think inside, and inside is where the answers fit.”
“How can we make the inside of a car a great place to read a book, or watch a movie?”
Taking the world of historic preservation beyond the realm of, “If it moves, we’re not interested.”
Zaha Hadid, Daniel Libeskind, and Norman Foster judge a monument to raging bull.
The moon-needled, white-faced speedometer goes to 150 mph. The altimeter goes to heaven. The grin on my face goes to my earlobes.
She arrives like a limo/Smooth and moving/On the prowl through the crowd/To the beat of the city/She glows in the dark/Wherever she parks/Concrete crumbles and the night rumbles.
The interior of this new Maybach S650 is, like the standard definition of genius, 90 percent perforation and 10 percent inspiration.
“With an electric vehicle, you’re freed from convention. You can really rake the front.”