Imagine racing through the winding back roads of Northern California’s Dry Creek Region in a gleaming yellow Porsche GT2. The world outside your windshield is awash in the purple and green of vineyards readying themselves for the harvest that waits just around the bend. The dazzling summer sun washes over the golden hillsides, the vines, and the sports car that disappears into the distance. My relationship with Porsches began very early. Indeed some of my fondest memories are of toiling over an uncooperative engine with my dad. My art captures the beauty and individual personality of each vehicle – from a gleaming fender to a blur of license plate, each car is its own work of art.