And then my dad came home with a bright yellow Renault 8s. Abarth exhaust underneath. We could hear him coming from afar.
My father is no more, neither is the car but with this miniature 1:18 in beautiful light,...
My first job was in a photo shop. I was 14 at the time. That is how it started I think. When I was 15, the Alkmaarsche Courant bought 2 photos of me. Two impossible action shots of a "match of the week" without a professional photographer? One-eye is.. Read more…