Classic cars & art

"Un automobile da corsa col suo cofano adorno di grossi tubi simili a serpenti dall'alito esplosivo… un automobile ruggente, che sembra correre sulla mitraglia, è più bello della Vittoria di Samotracia."

Tag: car

About cars and museums

There are so much beautiful classic cars in the world… Cars that worth millions of dollars, cars that are so beautiful that are now considered works of art, cars that hit the road no more than an hour per year.

The greatest parts of the Bugattis, the Rolls Royces, the Isotta Fraschinis are never really driven. They do nothing except show their exceptionality in some Concours of Elegance, in the museums or at some selected event.

But cars aren’t made for stand still. Cars are made for the Peking to Paris, the London-Edimburgh, the Flying Scotsman.

Or for some fun in the middle of a field.

 

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Les bêtes sauvages

Porsche 911 (930) 1975

Antonio Ligabue “Leopardo assalito da un Serpente” 1955-1956

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(1934 Voisin C-25 Aerodyne Best of Show at Pebble Beach 2011)

Thoroughbreds in British Racing Green

Aston Martin DB3S 1953

Les Belles Endormies

Pablo Picasso, “Jeune Fille Endormie”, 1935

1964 Condor Aguzzoli

“[…] To die, to sleep
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to? ‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause.[…]”

W. Shakespeare

(The Condor Aguzzoli number 2/2 has lied for years hidden in pieces in a workshop in the provinces before being bought and reassembled)

Summer Fruits

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Peugeot Darl’Mat 402 Roadster

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Jean-Baptiste-Simeon Chardin “Basket of wild strawberries”
1761

Qualcosa d’amore

Mercedes-Benz SSK “Trossi” 1930

“Death of Marat”, Jean Louis-David, 1793

“Quanti fiori abbiamo portato
Al cimitero, quante automobili
Abbiamo comprato e rivenduto…
Figli abbiamo messo al mondo,
E sempre più liso ci appare il sipario
Che ci separa dall’aldilà…”

Robley Wilson, “Qualcosa d’amore”, 1981

 

Electric Lemonade

2012 Morgan Plus E Concept Car

Francisco de Zurbaran “Still Life with Lemon, Oranges and Rose” 1633

The way we were

Soundtrack

Alla prima auto in cui sei salito, la prima volta nella tua vita.

Alla prima auto che ti ha cullato perché non riuscivano a farti addormentare.

Alla prima auto in cui hai dormito, troppo piccolo per curarti di lei.

Alla prima auto che ti ha fatto spaventare quando si accendeva.

Alla prima auto che hai considerato casa.

Alla prima auto delle vacanze al mare.

Alla prima auto di cui hai pianto la vendita.

Alla prima auto di cui hai rimpianto l’acquisto.

All’auto scomoda, al salotto con le ruote.

Alla prima auto di cui hai maltrattato cambio e paraurti.

Alla prima volta senza alcun tetto che coprisse le stelle.

Alla prima auto in cui hai fatto l’amore.

All’auto che ti ha portato in chiesa.

All’auto di cui girerai la chiave per la prima volta dopo aver raggiunto tutto il resto.

All’auto che amerai sempre senza poterla mai possedere.

Alla prima auto cui hai dato un nome.

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To the first car in which you went, the first time in your life.

To the first car that has rocked you because they could not make you sleep.

To the first car in which you slept, too young to pay attention to her.

To the first car that you considered home.

To the first car of holidays by the sea.

To the first car of which you lamented the sale.

To the first car that you regret the purchase.

To the uncomfortable car, to the living room on wheels.

To the first car of which you have abused gear and bumpers.

To the first time with no roof covering the stars.

To the first car in which you made love.

To the car that brought you to the church.

To the car of which you’ll turn the key for the first time after having reached all the rest.

To the car that you will always love without ever being able to own.

To the first car at which you have given a name.

Les disparitions

René Magritte “La Magie Noire” 1945

BMW Z1 1988