The other day I was walking down an alley looking for street art when I came upon this beat-up but still epic sportster collecting dust behind a chain-link fence. Stopped me in my tracks. I mean, it may be a flat-tire bucket of bolts, but installed as it is in a narrow little parking spot on a narrow little alleyway, I'd count it as street art in a heartbeat.
But my first thought (after OMG WTF) was who would drive such a thing? You'd have to be a superhero or some kind vigilante crime fighter at the very least.
Clearly, some street artist had a similar thought, because 10 feet away, on a narrow slice of wall by a garage door, is the following portrait...
is a dude I could see behind the wheel of Cherry Fireball up there. Right? I know a lot of people are tired of the cartoon/cute/Japanese aesthetic
, but in this case it's kind of a perfect fit. And really it's pretty appealing on its own what with the big bold outlines and bright primary colors.
It's pretty good. And the car is great. But together they are unstoppable: