Art cars are always a work in progress.
Even if you're convinced it's finished and drive it around the same way for years, you never know when the muse will hit and the paint brushes will fly. It all started with a new hood. The proud peacock flew the coup, replaced by a pleased purple pussy cat pinching pawfuls of catnip. The cats on both sides of the car got new coats of paint and the roof soon became littered with colorful paw prints.