Arthur Ross started in 1935 as a â€žCreative Designerâ€ť at GM. He did Cadillacs and Buicks. He had a hand in drawing the lines of some famous cars of those times, the Cadillac Sixty Special, LaSalle, Fleetwood, and the Buick Y-Job, GMâ€™s first concept car. He also was a pervert.
Now donâ€™t get me wrong. Where I come from, â€śpervertâ€ť is a honorific, and I have been to certain parties where the host proudly walked around with a red sash, inscribed â€śHentai-ou.â€ť Which is Japanese for something like â€śKing of the perverts.â€ť All in attendance bowed to him. It’s a Japanese thing.Â I’m familiar with harder core environments also.Â I worked for Volkswagen during a certain period.Â (â€śBertel, how many girlfriends do you have?â€ť â€śTwo.â€ť â€śSorry, you donâ€™t qualify for a board seat. Get some more.â€ť) But letâ€™s get back to Art Ross.
During the war, Ross was assigned to GMâ€™s Camouflage and War Services Section. War over, he became Chief Designer of Cadillac, then Oldsmobile. Those were the golden years of American car design, and in fourteen years as Chief Designer, Ross literally changed the shape of the industry. In 1958, Ross left GM and started his own design house, Arthur Ross Associates. Remember the Parker Pen? A Ross design. Arthur Ross died in Chicago in 1981.
His estate contained a large body of art Ross had drawn, painted, airbrushed, and magic markered in his free time (and possibly during boring conferences.) It came in two genres.
His traditional art, including portraits, surrealistic paintings, and a treasure of car designs can be found at The Art Of Art Ross.com.
His, how shall I say this, more eclectic art is found at Erotica By Art Ross. Now let me warn you that this is not for the faint of heart. I had to do hours of painstaking research, sifting through his complete body of naked bodies, engaged in various activities, before I found one (and only one) image that is barely SFW. This is Thanksgiving weekend, you are not supposed to be working. You are safe unless your wife has installed snitching software on your home PC. In that case, she already knows about your activities. But once you click on Erotica By Art Ross, you see stuff your mother didnâ€™t dare to warn you about. You have been warned now. I don’t want to hear any complaints.
Rossâ€™s work reflects his fantasies of statuesque blondes, with the occasional BBW thrown in. His most prolific and most pornographic period was during the WW II time â€“ designing new camouflage patterns obviously wasnâ€™t challenging enough to keep his wandering mind focused.
So now we know it: Your fatherâ€™s Oldsmobile was designed by a dirty young man.
(Side story: I wouldnâ€™t have known, would I not have received mail from our in-house connoisseur of fine Detroitophilia, from our buff-book buff, Mr. Ronnie Schreiber. Strangely, he shied away from writing the piece himself, saying â€śI figured that it was suitable for B&B (Bertel & Baruth). I’ve only looked at just the home page, so I disclaim any blame if you find something offensive, or not offensive enough.â€ť Sure, Ronnie. I just loved those erudite Playboy interviews.