Slick or weathered, sober or glitzy, abandoned, rusting peacefully in the countryside, or groomed in the city, they are among us, everywhere.
Loud colors, sun-bleached colors, reflecting the light, cars are often found located at the center or at the periphery of the frame.
Their windshields mirroring clouds or part of a scene, in their static state like an attentive model, they patiently collaborate, offering me time to compose the image.
2 billions cars by 2040.
A quarter of the world cars are in America.
1,2 millions of them already among us in New York City.