Iris Takes the Wheel
In pointed high heels, black shorts and a soft ivory top, Iris-Doreen Goetzke leans against a cream-coloured 1961 Lincoln Continental in a Greenpoint garage. Around her: toolboxes, fluorescent lights, spare parts and the beautiful excess of an old American car. It already feels like the beginning of a story — somewhere between glamour, escape and a very ordinary afternoon suddenly turning into something else. “Whether she keeps going, runs out of gas, or gets off at the turnpike is up to the viewer.”