Being forced to work inside had grown my affinity for going on walks whenever time allowed. In the springtime, I would make a smoothie every morning and make a lap around the block before I started work for the day. Through this continuous cycle, minute changes in my immediate environment became more noticeable day by day.
One thing that never changed was the location of this old Porsche 944, parked in front of an old LDS church. As striking as it was, it sat there in the same spot, with the headlights flipped up. I had a growing attraction to automotive design during the pandemic, and I knew I had to capture this 944 before it inevitably moved away. My goal was to bring this neighborhood staple into an abstract world of its own, reshaping the context of automotive purpose.