Selected Index.
Ten chapters · forty frames · four reels.
Studio sessions and field work, edited slow.
Cars in motion.
Four short pieces, shot vertical, cut to breathe. Sound off, intent on. Each reel plays as it enters the frame.
Pagani Utopia.
Pagani's final word on the naturally aspirated V12. A car built in Modena to be looked at first, driven second. Five frames, one window of light.
"Built to be looked at,
then driven."
911 GT.
Track DNA in a road shell. The wing earns its keep, every body panel does work. Six frames around a single hour. The light was right; the car wasn't going anywhere.
Stillness, then geometry.
The trick with GT cars is to ignore the obvious aero. Step back, read the silhouette, let the body panels say what they have to say.



993 GT2 Evo
Air-cooled. Twin-turbo. A 1996 chassis pushed past its original silhouette without losing its mind. Frames built around metal at rest, and at speed.



"The car was already finished.
My job was to not over-light it."
McLaren Artura.
Hybrid V6. Quieter than expected, faster than it sounds. First studio session post-launch - the orange isn't a paint code, it's a personality.
Pagani Epitome.
A one-off Pagani. Two frames is all you get. Manual gearbox, no roof, no second chances.
McLaren P1.
The original hybrid Mac. Still looks like the future, ten years in.
Koenigsegg.
Swedish hypercar, Swedish restraint. Two frames, both quiet.
Nissan S15.
JDM weight on a different scale. Three frames, no theatrics - the car does its own talking.
Goodwood FoS 2025
The annual pilgrimage. Cars climbing, crowds breathing, frames quietly stolen between the noise. Three days on the Hill, edited down to six.
The Hill, told in negative space.
The trick at Goodwood is to ignore the obvious. Step back from the start line, find the gaps in the crowd, let the cars move through the frame instead of you chasing them.
Porsches on the Hill.
An informal gathering, photographed at a quiet pace. Stuttgart's finest, stopped between climbs. No flags, no announcements, just metal in soft light.
"Three cars, eight cylinders each.
One photographer not in a hurry."