It was well into last year that I first crossed paths with Khyzyl Saleem’s work. In front of me was a Mercedes SLS, clad in canards, vents, cables, and wires. Vibrant paint, lights, and details, worn and damaged from abuse.
It was well into last year that I first crossed paths with Khyzyl Saleem’s work. In front of me was a Mercedes SLS, clad in canards, vents, cables, and wires. Vibrant paint, lights, and details, worn and damaged from abuse.