Contemplating the changes in the culture of racing and rule making. Reims in ’54 the return of the Mercedes and a grid full of individualistic machines.
Really I spoil you all. I should be looking these bikes up and doling them out one at a time. But what the hellz. A bonanza bouquet of old (really old) bikes at the Bonham’s Las Vegas auction. Munch Mammut, an H‑D Peashooter from a mine in Western Australia, and my fav the Indian Camelback.
Jogging, not just hated exercise but perhaps an adaptive evolutionary advantage? Something called endurance hunting may have been an important factor in the success of our ancestors. Oh hell, pass the fries.
I’m going to lose big karma points for posting this but… cats confused about what’s up and what’s down in weightlessness. On video.
Art, Images, and Design
Paper — cut and layered by Britteny Lee. Her animals always have way too much personality.
Impulsive kisses. Given on a street corner. Painted on a street corner. C215 and, probably, his girl Alice.
Betraying a sense of the delicacy of the divide between humans and their fellows that is far more sophisticated than you expect from a 21 year old. Russian artist Eugene Soloviev creates stripped-down floating landscapes.
Street art, meets stop-motion, meets flip-book. 294 walls, 4 cities, 3000 kilometers. Think about what that means. Think about how the vid ends. By the Turkish group, Sokak Savasa Karsi. (Video 1:30 — music)
happy Monday y’all