The Flats…

… is an area in the City of Scrap wholly given over to post apocyliptic car racing. The participants evolved along with the drawing. They seemed vaguely familiar to me, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on where the inspiration had come from, or where I might have seen them before. The octopoid arrived first, and his geometric companion arrived shortly afterwards (his cuboid form implimented as a juxtaposition to his wobbly co-driver). My ‘artistic’ decision. Then it struck me…