Let's dive straight into the potatoes: Luftgekühlt III will be April 10th, 2016! The official 'Save The Date' announcement was made at a little dinner soirée at the Emporium Of Postmodern Activites by Patrick Long and Howie Idelson, the spark and fuel behind the Luftgekühlt events. In case you're new to the idea, the first gathering of vintage air-cooled Porsches was held at our Venice location back in 2014, followed by a stunner of a program at Bandito Brothers in Culver City last March. The Luftgekühlt boys also introduced a few special projects to look forward to this year including a car build that will include some special contributors.
Music on the menu was a tremendous live performance by Butch Walker who put his black Duesenberg guitar thru its paces. Part of Luftgekühlt's efforts in 2016 is supporting the Autumn Leaves Project, a charity for pancreatic cancer research Butch founded in honor of his dad. The house was especially tickled when his good friend and artist Pink joined in for a tune.
Special thanks to KTCHN LA for the food, McCallan for the whiskey, and 805 for the beers!
See you in April!
This year’s playground was Pantai Kelecung, raw, remote, and still clinging to the Bali of old. Coconut palms, undulating black sand beach, riverbanks, and open fields formed our trackside theatre. This wasn't a doddle, this was a test of dirt and devotion.
Introducing The Chamber of Eternal Combustion, located in the heart of Seongsu-dong: story after story of apparel, hospitality, and entertainment. This one has opened with a certain aplomb, and the cause is anyone’s guess (though we have our suspicions). Our newest flagship space has shape-shifted into something curated and exciting - a rich embodiment of everything we’re uniquely proud of at Deus. A world that celebrates craft, creativity, and connection: a meeting point for culture, and a destination where curiosity is rewarded.
Come in, stay awhile; good things tend to happen when you do.
There’s a calmness to photographer Woody Gooch’s work. Some might even call it a quiet pulse that hums somewhere between intuition and serendipity, unfolding with a kind of ease. For Woody, the art lies not in control but in recognition, in knowing when a scene has found its own rhythm, and being present to catch it before it slips away.