He does a lot of brief, serious drawings. A series done on post-it notes is particularly charming, but this is the one that made me laugh out loud.
I imagined a Prada gas station. A place where the price of gas that day is not listed on the sign. Where the attendants are dressed all chic and won’t help you. Or maybe they are robots.
I bet that is where this lady fills up.
Maybe it would look something like Prada Marfa. But with pumps. Maybe the pumps are shaped like pumps! Or not.
Maybe if Prada sold gasoline, drivers would be bragging about paying top dollar for gas.