Beam me up tonight



I like to drive. To drive with music. Mostly with music.

Always I had somewhere to go. But it’s not so obvious that. Almost always.

Not for everyone. Some people just like to drive. Sometimes just like to drive. Till the next city and back.

I started to explore that sensation of driving. An exploration into the isolation of the long road. Into the sense of the long no-end trip. With the company of the constant lullaby of tires onto the asphalt. A journey to a universe where no Ithaca exist, no purpose, no reason. Really only the journey. A journey as long as wheels keep rolling in this universe of paradoxical serenity. As the car transforms to home.



an always on going project