I photograph my first car wrapped in March 2011 in complete innocence in Amman, Jordan.
In ten years, I come across few specific cases except a few in Kyoto.
It is only recently that they reappear as an absurd craving. Paris offers me some models but three weeks in Jeddah in Saudi Arabia provide an unexpected harvest. It takes ten days to find the right residential area.
I don’t miss the Ferrari dealership on the road, which displays its machines under tarpaulin in the window.
Generally a wrap is made to hide an object that does not want to be noticed.
In Jeddah, vehicle owners leave for several months to try their luck elsewhere. The car remains on site in case of return.
When we look specifically at it, we discover a large tendency for men to wrap everything lying around.
The collection of the Photographic Fund includes now dressed: automobiles, traffic lights, boats, furniture.