Stuff we write about/original material from the Round Six crew.
In this second chapter of the Round Six series, “The Unsung Heroes of Motorsport,” Alex and Brian go behind the Iron Curtain with Grzegorz Zdzieszkocziewninski. Spotting his work on race day would be a breeze, but few outside of the fold would recognize how deep of a crease it has left on loads of drivers. Still, he’s not the sort to get steamed over it, he simply presses on. Meet the starched sultan of speedway signals, and learn how he went from folding overcoats to the pole position.
Danny D’s “Paint or Die” is an annual, invitation-only event that brings some of the world’s best custom painters, pinstripers and artists together for an epic festival of eye candy. Round Six takes you inside of the fabled party, and gets you up close and personal with the mind-bending talent on display.
In this first installment of a new Round Six series, “The Unsung Heroes of Motorsport,” Alex and Brian sit and talk wall covering and disfiguring burns with Matte Glidden, the man tasked with keeping the retaining wall at Daytona looking crisp and clean. We’re going where no other automotive site dares to tread, and laying it on thick.
My brand new GMC is a nice truck and I got a great deal. It’s the first NEW truck I’ve ever purchased. Bells, whistles, doo-dads, dingle berries, satellite radio and four wheel drive. That last part is what I’m having the most trouble with. In GM’s infinite wisdom/delusion they seem to have made the world’s LOWEST 4X4 pickup. Don’t believe me? Let me explain.
When working on a drawing, little can create impact like line weight. From the most basic uses in describing weight, position in space or even highlighting a featured subject in your work to defining motion, the width of a simple stroke can do many things. I implement this thinking into each piece I create, right from the start, and today I’m throwing down a masterclass on the essentials and value of using line weight to carve out your own signature style.
A few nights ago, I was scrolling through the menu of my Amazon Firestick and came across the classic 1983 movie, The Right Stuff. For folks who haven’t seen it, it focuses on two important landmarks in aerospace. The first is the quest to break the sound barrier and the second is the creation of the space program. The movie has a great cast, but there’s one actor that steals the show. Dennis Quaid plays the role of Gordo Cooper, one of the Mercury Seven astronauts. As the movie progresses, you quickly discover that Cooper is the funnyman of the group, and a bit of a prankster. Quaid serves up an awesome performance, and because of that, you instantly become a Gordo Cooper fan
I was in the mini-truckin’ scene pretty heavily. I drove a convertible Isuzu pickup. Two 15’s in the bed under a hard tonneau with a “crawl through” and of course – mint green paint with peach scallops! Looking back it was a hack job, but MAN was I proud of it! Chicks loved it, cowboys hated it, so you know it was cool. I was hanging with my small circle of mini-truck friends at a show. We were kind of snickering (quietly) at a Ford Pinto that had been entered. Bone stock, horrid repaint (fresh paint, still fuming) and rainbow stickers poorly applied running from the headlight to tail light. We joked that the guy must have spent more on the $15 entry fee than the whole car. Danny sat and listened to us, never saying a word while we joked about it for several minutes like immature guys do…
“The Craigslist ad I answered didn’t say, “Looking for someone to be a process engineer, a tooling engineer, a mechanical engineer, a welder, a painter and a sculptor for a huge opportunity to work with Disney.”
It just said “Looking for an artist.”
If I were to ask you to name the first car that really did it for you… the one car that sparked your interest in hot rods or fast cars in general, what’s the first car that comes to mind for you? For me, there was always some interest in cars. It was and is in my blood. I’m convinced that it’s genetic. My parents were rabid car fanatics, and here I am, passing that gene on.
If I were to ask you to name the first car that really did it for you, the one car that sparked your interest in hot rods or fast cars in general, what’s the first car that comes to mind for you? What sparks your imagination? For me, those answers come from some relatively humble and common places. It seems that the car thing is held together by a common adhesive, no matter what kind of cars you like.
Even at 12 yrs old, I already knew that I wasn’t going to grow up and be a stick and ball professional athlete. No way. I wanted to be a professional race car driver. I wanted to be Dan Gurney. If you would have asked me who my heroes were, I would have said, “A.J. Foyt, Mario Andretti, Don Garlits, Don Prudhomme, and Dan Gurney”. I was a gear head, but among my friends, I was a bit of an anomaly. They could quote stats consisting of their hero’s batting averages, steals, and touchdown passes. I could rattle off elapsed times, top speeds, and the names of everyone in the first three rows of last year’s Indy 500.