I decided to convert a garage in my house into an office emulating a Hirst vitrine by erecting a glass wall to view a car like sculpture, and worked with Ab Rogers to carry it out. When we drive we can’t see the design and when we park, we leave them. The cars ended up swallowing more and more space until now the snout of one is lodged under my desk. I have the lungs of a mechanic but one that doesn’t understand motors: once the key turns I draw a blank. With a car habit, a mechanic is both therapist and medicinal-in our case its been a bit of role reversal-I now teach about vehicle design, having commissioned and lectured on cars and he’s begun making conceptual art after hanging around for so much and for so long.
Kenny Schachter