Scrapyard Terror

The picture of the car as a whole is not art but terror. A picture of a small part of the terror becomes an art piece, unique to itself. The way the pieces have been been cut and thrown back into the car has depth. What strikes me here is the "Cris's cross" pieces (support pillars) in front and then ends with a circle (the steering wheel). This is a picture of life with its obstacles on the way towards the circle of completeness. Some obstacles are sharp and cut deep, others are shiny but look the way you interpret them - at the time. Most obstacles are just placed there by someone else but we tend not to blame them but get on with life. Some areas in our lives are still untouched, like the perfect door arm rest on the door, but we might never get to them as life is not always ended when we decide. Life is given to us and taken from us when we least expect and we cannot choose to take our treasures with. This is what this piece of art tells me.