Thursday, August 25, 2011

room.


My room has become a shrine. Or a larger than average closet. Either way, it holds everything I've got. I joke how my room can be measured by bike lengths. Some of these photos give a new perspective on that.




I enjoy the play on perspective brought by the image of the wheel sitting on the picture frame. I think back to when I studied and attempted Joan Miro-like arrangements in my paintings, and think I had never gotten it this naturally.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Monday, August 1, 2011

SWK >PLS

I'd rather ride at Saw Wee Kee than Palos.

There, I said it.

Though, being the first rider there in the morning means you're going to be clearing the cobwebs from the trail