Showing posts with label bicycles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bicycles. Show all posts
Friday, October 11, 2013
Two Collections that are Well Padded Yet Difficult to Steer
Romuald Hazoumè, Pied à terre, 2004
If you think the bicycle in Hazoumè's photograph looks overloaded, wait until you see Noah Sheldon's video below. In the words of Wholphin #14 (that I finally viewed last week), it is indeed "a most unusual way to protect your bike."
Noah Sheldon on Vimeo
I cannot help but love the ingenious methods of transporting the collection, no matter how dangerous it may be. I am also curious about the breaking point or when it reaches too difficult to handle. How was that lesson learned and was it inadvertently repeated? Hazoumè's photograph and Sheldon's video are my metaphors for the pile of 1045 lists that I ceased collecting and posted about last week. I was drowning, much like this, in their teetering mass.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Things I Have Fallen in Love With Lately....
The Container Guest House: in San Antonio:


My quest for furniture continues with finding things I can't afford or need like this Junktion chair:

This photo essay from the New Yorker about the road trip. Click on the link it will make you wish for summer NOW. From the website: “This image is from a month-long backpacking trip I did in Argentina four years ago,” Golfer told me. “While driving through the winding roads of the northern desert province of Salta with my friend Mark, we came across a pair of wild horses. One galloped away immediately, but the other one lingered in the middle of the road, staring at us. I leaned out the window with the closest camera I could find, a toy point-and-shoot, and took this picture.”

Adam Golfer, Wild Horse (Salta), Argentina, 2007


My quest for furniture continues with finding things I can't afford or need like this Junktion chair:

This photo essay from the New Yorker about the road trip. Click on the link it will make you wish for summer NOW. From the website: “This image is from a month-long backpacking trip I did in Argentina four years ago,” Golfer told me. “While driving through the winding roads of the northern desert province of Salta with my friend Mark, we came across a pair of wild horses. One galloped away immediately, but the other one lingered in the middle of the road, staring at us. I leaned out the window with the closest camera I could find, a toy point-and-shoot, and took this picture.”

Adam Golfer, Wild Horse (Salta), Argentina, 2007
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
A Small Sign of Spring and I'm Dreaming of Bicycles...
The warm weather is coming (though it may only be a glimpse). I keep dreaming of riding my bicycle as soon as the ice pack melts.

YMCA, Astoria, Oregon, c. 2007

August Sander, Westerwald, 1926-27

Bill Brandt, Coal Searcher Going Home to Jarrow, 1937

Henri Cartier-Bresson, Plazza della Signoria, 1933

William Eggleston, Memphis, 1980

Claes Oldenberg, Buried Bicycle, 1990

Romuald Hazoumè, La Roulotte, 2004

Olafur Eliasson, Your New Bicycle, Urania, 2010

Ai WeiWei, Forever, 2003

YMCA, Astoria, Oregon, c. 2007

August Sander, Westerwald, 1926-27

Bill Brandt, Coal Searcher Going Home to Jarrow, 1937

Henri Cartier-Bresson, Plazza della Signoria, 1933

William Eggleston, Memphis, 1980

Claes Oldenberg, Buried Bicycle, 1990

Romuald Hazoumè, La Roulotte, 2004

Olafur Eliasson, Your New Bicycle, Urania, 2010

Ai WeiWei, Forever, 2003
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