Pretty Thing.

January 31, 2010

As the dark crept out from the corners and into the room pushing impatiently outside, I looked up through the glass and saw this magnificence.

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John Munn of the Classic Bike Warehouse is seen here demonstrating the hand start of this Velocette LE. Apparently the Bobbies used these to run down crims in post WWII Britain. At the time, it was a requirement for the Metro Police on foot patrol to salute Sergeants and Inspectors. This became dangerous when this little pearl was introduced as saluting requires some skill in one-handed riding (Pastrana could do it), so the boys in blue on bikes were allowed to show their respect with a smart nod; hence the bikes became known as ‘Noddy Bikes’. This created an altogether new problem costing the Queen a few of her Royal Jewel’s. The incessant nodding causing neck pain and migraines in a high percentage of the Bobbies resulting in a tsunami of disability leave and high-priced Pilates and Shiatsu massage bills; thus fleecing her majesty’s jewel bin near bare.

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Barrel of Cool.

January 30, 2010

This thing is red hot! Check the detail of the painting on the back after the leap. Read the rest of this entry »

The Spud.

January 29, 2010

The Spud, as the peoples call it, is Andy’s 1953 356 pre-A Porsche, and let me tell you: she rips! With the body done by none other than the man who was born with a hammer and dolly in his hands: Max “The Metal Magician” Hayes (he also did the paint by mixing some left over colours) and the rest done by Andy himself, she is a work of brilliance (in this humble reporters opinion). You can just picture yourself finishing a beer with your navigator before slicking back your hair, putting your smokes back in the sleeve of your t-shirt (the place you keep em’ when you’re not smokin’ em’) about to get into this thing and race around the Baja California Peninsula.

Andy got me to pinstripe and paint a character on his little Baja car. Worth the leap to check more photos of this chocolate out of the box.

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The Lizards Gizzards.

January 28, 2010

Long have I admired the writing of signs by hand with brush and paint, and as the speed of this age of button-clicking and food-eaten-fast becomes more dizzying, the art of signwriting is becoming lost. As the masters of this trade are forced to swap their brushes and lead-based paint for a mouse and keyboard, signs like these are becoming harder to come by.

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Two Heavy Hitters.

January 27, 2010

Two great shows are on at the moment in Melbourne, Ron Mueck at the NGV and Ricky Swallow: The Bricoleur at the Ian Potter Centre; a stones chuck away, you will have only just finished saying “Wowzas!” before you set foot through the door of whichever display of genius you choose to see second.

Ricky Swallow finishes on the 28th of February and Ron Mueck on the 18th of April.

Our Obsession Alike.

January 26, 2010

Here are a couple of images from a show I had last year in August. The show was a series of paintings outlining my obsession with obsession and the common thread we as humans relate upon. All are oil on linen.

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We decided to make the haul down to Phillip Island to see some tasty kustoms. Saw some rock-a-billy bands, ate hot dogs, got scorched by the sun, saw some great pinstriping; at one point the whole park turned on this Legend-Of-Stupid for lighting it up on the track (the low point for both the driver and the other contenders vying for the L.O.S title); topped off with a soak in the ocean. All in all, a fun day, I had a ten from start to finish. Yessssssss.

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Depósito del Automóvil.

January 20, 2010

The Cuban Antique Car Museum: an editorial of the history of Cuba from the automobile’s perspective. From the 1926 Roller,  a reminder of the island’s former wealth, to the imposing-grouper grille of those Pontiac street Leviathans still trawling for tourists today as taxis searching for their proverbial Jonah’s to scoff and spew forth at arranged destination. This is a place I would like to whittle away some hours drinking rum and smoking cigars contemplating bikes and cars.

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Gorgeous George.

January 19, 2010

Gorgeous by name and nature, fingers like zucchini’s, smile like the finned creatures he sells and a penchant for the thin-lady cigarette’s he fleece’s from the Vietnamese and then hands out to his favourite’s. It takes between 2 and 3 meetings before you can fully understand his particular strain of english; well worth it for the pearls that flow forth. Read the rest of this entry »