Night Circuit Impasto

A black-and-teal racing machine sculpted in thick palette-knife oil, the paint standing proud of the surface in ridges you could almost feel. Turquoise sky swirls behind it in heavy strokes while the car sits low and predatory on a dark wet track, single helmet just visible in the cockpit. This is motorsport rendered as gestural painting, all texture and momentum, no photograph in sight. Bold, painterly, unapologetically physical. Hang it where it can throw a shadow and dominate the wall.