This piece is a riot of form and color—a stylized combustion engine reimagined as a sculptural character. The oversized red air filter sits like a crown atop a body of exaggerated pipes, cylinders, and mechanical limbs, all rendered in clay and painted with unapologetic boldness. It’s not trying to be a machine—it’s trying to be remembered.

There’s something theatrical about the way the components are arranged: the yellow and brown pipes curve like musculature, the fan belt system clings to the side like a badge of identity, and the whole thing pulses with a kind of cartoonish vitality. It’s part diagram, part mascot, part altar to the internal combustion era. The brushwork and texture keep it grounded in the handmade, resisting the slickness of industrial design and leaning instead into expressive distortion.

It could be read as homage, parody, or simply celebration—a sculptural remix of mechanical memory. It feels like the engine that powers the absurd procession, or maybe the relic left behind after the journey ends. Either way, it’s loud, tactile, and full of personality.

16 1/2" tall, 10 1/2" wide, 18" long $