I used to be a Nikon guy. Before that I learned photography on my hand-me-down Pentax K-1000. I still have that tank of a camera. Awesome stuff. Then my Grandfather died and I was proud inheriter his camera rig and numerous accessories. Some pretty sweet lenses convinced me to upgrade to a Canon the last time it was time to buy a new DSLR. Which was several years ago now. This guy has taken quite a few memories over the past few years. Although, mostly he does work for me and my wife. He is the one that makes digital our various aesthetic musings.
I did this drawing in my sketchbook, hence the watercolor and somewhat random writing. (Not really random)
This is my bike. It is one of several that I have, but I especially like this one. Not only is it fun to ride and useful to get places, it is also pretty well designed.
A lot people take pride in their bike. When people say, “Nice bike!” The rider might say, “Thanks!” I do this too when people take note of it, but I take a bit more pride in the compliment than they would, because I actually designed the bike. Working for Nirve for 7+ years I got to work on many bikes with a great team of people. We created lots of awesome bikes designed for normal people – not just the Spandexed Sport Enthusiast. In fact, we avoided appeasing that guy, because he already has a ton of bike choices with every other brand. Nirve made really great bikes for people that don’t already know where their local bike shop is. The goal was that with a Nirve bike in the window they not only see the bike shop for the first time, they might feel like it is okay to ride a bike as an adult. By making the bikes easy and cool, it was now accessible and more than possible, rather than just a weird sport or only for kids.
This bike – The Fairfax – was culmination of our city bike line. It is comfortable, easy to operate and maintain, and it looks awesome (beautiful paint, chrome, classic lugs and automatic vintage looking lights!) I plan on riding it for many, many more miles.
I have been wanted to do a little drawing experiment for a while now and I thought that this would be a great subject. I frequently like to draw without planning anything out, just to see what happy accidents will happen. This time I gave myself even more of a handicap. I made rules for myself that I had to draw the bike and all its details full size, one sheet of 8.5×11 piece of paper at a time. So I didn’t see what the complete drawing looked like until it was done. All those little numbers floating around the drawing are the order in which I drew it.
I was hoping to make a little animation of each drawing falling into place (27), and then the color floating up, but, frankly, it took me too long to post this as it is! That might have to be another back-burnered project. Just add it to the pile.
It has been too long since I have contributed here! I have a good problem: busy with other work. I post non-possession work to my behance page if you want to look at other things I have been up to.
This “week’s” drawing is one of the shells from my collection. I was unaware that I even had a collection of shells until finally unpacking one of those unmarked moving boxes in the corner of the bedroom. There are still more of those nagging boxes filled with questionable content, so plenty of future fodder for drawing.
There is a local artist here in Charlottesville named Michael Fitts whose inspiring paintings I saw a several weeks ago and felt an affinity to. He paints singular, iconic objects on found metal, evoking a surreal symbology that is both universal and personal and strangely archaeological. I liked the idea of that wonderful texture that the found metal gives his paintings, and decided to appropriate that here. Also, the shape of the shell called for some dramatic lighting while still trying to achieve the graphic nature of my more typical style of drawing. I’m not sure it is entirely successful as piece in and of itself, but it is kind of interesting. Yes, no?
Moving from the cliche part of sunny Southern California to Virginia meant that we had to deal with seasons. And it turns out that we moved during a doozy of a winter. With record cold spells and snow dumps, I needed a coat. People from places with real winters might think that not having a thick coat is ridiculous. I say that living in places with below zero weather is ridiculous. One thing is for sure: winter lasting this long is ridiculous.
This coat was purchased at the local Good Will, so I can only imagine the history it might contain. Perhaps it was stitched together in a far off land of mystery and intrigue. Perhaps purchased at Smith and Sons’ Men’s Shop in 1967 by Karl Washington, and worn everyday that winter to his bearings fitting job in Dayton, Ohio. Or maybe it was lost in the back of James Celeritas’ closet and only found after his funeral. Or last month Bill Nueston decided he needed a change of pace, gave away everything, and moved to Southern California.
See the coat in person here – http://steveresteve.tumblr.com/
I have been feeling the pressure of that all-present abstraction we are all subject to – time. The days slide by in a slippery goo.
I have long romanticized about being able to live without sleep. How fantastic would it be to be able to be productive 24 hours a day? Or be unproductive – It would be up to you! Then again, I would probably still fill that time with anxiety and a general sense of unfulfillment.
This big clock not only services as timekeeper, but also as a very effective wall filler. At 3 feet across it can be seen from many a vantage point without any excuses for not knowing what time it is: time to get off your ass and make it happen.
ZAP! BLEEM! POW! ZAPHOOEY!
We finally got my dead Mother-in-Law’s stuff. Among all of it, the one thing my wife and I wanted the most was the hand-carved table and chair set. Like many of her things, it is a bit more ornate than I would normally have, but it is pretty cool. Even more, it is great to eat at a table and sit on comfortable chairs! We were eating meals gathered around the ol’ cardboard boxes on the floor before setting this up.
It is almost a shame to cover the table with dishes and food. The relief carving below the glass depicts a country Filipino scene with farming and celebration. There is also a matching china cabinet, but that is for another drawing.