Taken from the serie : "On The Hood".
Big engines roaring under the hoods orned with golden eagles, white smoke charged with a smell of burned rubber, crowd applauding a burnout or a successful doughnut, polished chromes, leather jackets, skeleton heads, bandanas, salt and pepper moustaches, flashlights in sexy car wash area, all this in a hectic atmosphere of a rockabilly show, like in the era of « L’homme en Noir » with the Liege accent in bonus…
"On the Hood" is a hymne of sixties America and everything it still represents today, but with the Belgian touch. This is a jaunt in the country of the King, for better or worse.
This document has been realized throughout Belgium, during meetings of American cars collectors.
Né en 1978 à Bruxelles, photographe indépendant, amoureux du grain de film, graphiste à ses heures de labeur, amateur de reportage au long cours et autre documentaire au grand air, ouvert à l’Aventure, fermé le week-end et jours fériés.
Taken from the serie : "On The Hood".
Big engines roaring under the hoods orned with golden eagles, white smoke charged with a smell of burned rubber, crowd applauding a burnout or a successful doughnut, polished chromes, leather jackets, skeleton heads, bandanas, salt and pepper moustaches, flashlights in sexy car wash area, all this in a hectic atmosphere of a rockabilly show, like in the era of « L’homme en Noir » with the Liege accent in bonus…
"On the Hood" is a hymne of sixties America and everything it still represents today, but with the Belgian touch. This is a jaunt in the country of the King, for better or worse.
This document has been realized throughout Belgium, during meetings of American cars collectors.
Né en 1978 à Bruxelles, photographe indépendant, amoureux du grain de film, graphiste à ses heures de labeur, amateur de reportage au long cours et autre documentaire au grand air, ouvert à l’Aventure, fermé le week-end et jours fériés.
