Beautiful Engine started as an art car. A beat-up Taylor Dunn airport luggage cart that I turned into a Moroccan palanquin for Burning Man. I stripped the subwoofer, added a furry blue bed, hung lanterns, and drove tired burners around Black Rock City.
I learned to weld, wire EV motors, program LEDs, and charge lithium batteries in the desert with a generator. I learned that design isn't just pixels. It's the moment someone climbs into the back of your art car at 3am, exhausted, and says "this is exactly what I needed."
The studio took the name. Beautiful Engine. Every good thing has one inside it somewhere.
See you on the dust. 🜂