Friday, April 18, 2014

She cried ketchup.

Some head in the clouds original shit.  Something stirred the feeling out, no need for comparison.  The mountain doesn't care, border control does.  Straight off early retirement and back to the lumber stack.  Dirty dude has dusting obsession, simple; clean that.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

The One Show...

Another year gone by, appreciate those who put true time into their craft.  Sometimes we get hung up on those who skim the surface, fool their way into the light.  But when it's all said and done, the genuine ones shine through.  Out there there's a world not so insta, where costume parties and ass kissing do not get you respect. They ask for the secret, stay silent and give it your all.  These machines are limitless.  Thanks to everyone who has helped, inspired, let me cut their bike apart or trusted me with paint.  Enjoy


Saturday, February 1, 2014

Friday, January 3, 2014

D'james Jerome Raymond Baaske III

The movement was right.  About time for a brew at Slim's and a quick blast up Willamette.

Saturday, December 14, 2013


In the flamed reflections of an open ended wrench collection they realized the true meaning of paint. Possible that it had been designed for such a moment.  Was there any chance that it had been this way the entire time?

Friday, December 13, 2013

All Class...

Found a treasure of old negatives at a second-hand store a year or so back.  50's early club photos and field meets.  Not sure who took the photos.  From Richmond Ramblers, Modesto, Stockton, etc..  If anyone has info on any of this let me know....