words and shots by Dan Ewing

It has just gone noon, but the puddles at the end of the drive are still frozen solid, despite the best efforts of the late November sun. My nerves are jangling big time as I back this big brute of a sports car down the crowded drive, between various parked cars, and onto the cul-de-sac beyond. Andy jumps into the passenger seat, I slide the lever into drive, prod the throttle gingerly, and we burble off down the still frosty streets of Glenrothes.

 
 

el jefe

some time ago, I decided I would acquire an old industrial building, possibly a turn of the century warehouse, and start a Porsche museum. I know exactly how it will look.

everything inside is to be white, clean, spotless...like a laboratory. the Porsches parked inside will have some sort of patina, the likes of which only time and use could ever leave...none of that restored-never-used-concours bullshit. 

aside from the cars, there'll be a section of the building that'll have every brochure for every Porsche in every language. another section will have every style of seat clothed in every material that Zuffenhausen ever produced, there'll also be wheels, engines and gearboxes on stands, entire drivelines hanging fro the ceiling at eye level, steering wheels, hoods from every model will hang on the wall to showcase every color Porsche used on those specific models. oh, and the walls will have loads of posters, signs, and placards just like these.

sounds a lot like the one in Stuttgart, right? just tad...but this one will here in the states where one of the largest collections of enthusiasts happen to reside.

 
 

el jefe

when I first found these works, I said to myself, "goddamn...these would look fabulous on 928 and 968 hoods; their unique shapes would lend themselves perfectly as blank canvases." this thought quickly went from using their hoods to using the entire car, why not? Porsche's "hippie" and "pink pig" 917s were not only completely original but also superbly done; much later, the 944 Turbo Cup car "pinkie" followed suit. the thinking got to possibly scour craigslist for a beater Porsche that would be a perfect specimen for such work; guiltless fun.

now these works were exhibited at the Porsche Museum years ago, but this artist and Porsche lover from Argentina is a story that needs repeating. art like this never loses its freshness, and if you have any appreciation for such a thing, it's always a treat to see now and then.