Photo by John Watson!
is one of the most beautiful bikes I have ever seen!
In 2005, hard-edge painting legend Karl Benjamin sho
ok my hand, called us the “tape brothers” and handed me a scholarship toward my Masters in Fine Arts in painting at Claremont Graduate University. It was a pivotal moment at the beginning of my art career. The concept for a Karl Benjamin tribute road frame came in a conversation with artists a
nd cyclists Dion Johnson, Macha Suzuki and writer David Pagel on a bicycle ride in the Hollywood Hills about a year ago. I expressed to custom frame builder Jordan Hufnagel how influential Karl was to my identity as an LA hard-edge painter, and asked him to build a frame that would integrate my love for cycling and painting. I gave Jordan full creative control to build his vision of this custom frameset, with the only request to integrate elements of Karl's 1969 painting titled, #28. He deconstructed the painting as if it was shattering apart on the head tube, inspired by the old Somec frames of the 80’s. Six months later Jordan delivered this amazing frameset, custom stem, and painted edge/enve post to me the week Karl sadly passed away. Golden Saddle Cyclery collaborated on the build with the ingenious edition of a custom colored, mismatched Chris King headset and bottom bracket to tie the entire bike together. I had hoped to ride the completed bicycle to Claremont to show Karl, but am happy I will be able to remember one of the reasons I fell in love with painting and the “hard-edge” every time I jump on my bicycle and go for a ride.
You can see more images…HERE!
I just wanted to thank Devon for letting me put the mismatched Chris King bits on and allowing us here at Golden Saddle Cyclery to build this beautiful bike! I also wanted to thank Chris King for being awesome and getting me these bits so quickly!
That is why the men are there: Big Dream
Men, alone. Or in groups, but still alone. Facing away from each other – or, not so much away from each other as just facing different ways. Absorb
ed in their reading: numbers and words that are helping them make sense of what is happening in the surrounding environment.
It is beautiful, by the way, the surrounding environment. It looks clean like concrete on a bright day looks clean. Very empty though. Space for everyone to stand or squat or sit on coloured plastic chairs looking at their newspapers that aren’t really newspapers.
When I say the surrounding environment, I mean a racetrack – a velodrome. I’m not trying to pretend it isn’t a racetrack by describing the photographs as if it isn’t obvious where they were taken. But I just want to recognise the strangeness of the photographs – as images, as situations – before we get any further. That’s my first impression from looking at the photographs; of an out-of-time strangeness. But then maybe all photographs have that quality. Time removed from itself. The men in the pictures emanate this quality too, they are in-between one moment and another. They are frozen by the camera, caught considering their position; never to move on…
Continue reading and view the whole photo-essay…HERE!
Thanks for sharing Elcyclista!
This is such a rad shirt and I want it so bad.
I just can't bring myself to spend $35 plus $10 shipping on a t-shirt.