A mere couple miles down the road from this here place, many years ago was the home of Portland fat tire beasts... BC Choppers. Thanks to whoever scanned this stuff up. Pertinent filler material while my rolls of film wait.
Friday, April 18, 2014
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
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