When I was a child, I liked to sketch automobiles. I liked to sketch both real and imaginary ones.
I also liked to imagine specs of those cars, although I didn't really understand mechanics, and just strongly affected by the fantastic aspects of articles in car magazines and catalogs.

I look back on my sketches then and noticed that there were no men, no humans in the sketches. Cars only. The cabins some of those cars didn't even have enough space for men.

I noticed that fact just a few years ago, when I began to draw humans, and I tried to draw cars with people, and the men I drew was too big for the cars I drew, their faces are even as big as windshields, and retry drawing them, resizing their size to the half of original size.

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