Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Playing
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Buy the postcard (take the ride)
Hands shoved in pockets we wander,
works of the undying glimpsed.
What is seen is not really seen
for some.
Markings and notes,
the snap of the capture by those wanting
to remember more.
Yet not actually having the memory.
What is seen is more than seen for those that do.
It is felt and acknowledged.
Public spaces become private.
Personal is everywhere.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Triumph Love
Feeling the love for the Speed Triple. Appearances on Rocket Garage and on Bubble Visor have reminded me that I shouldn't sell it.
Also all that bare oiled alloy would be a magnet to the salt that's out on the road at the moment, so in the shed it will stay.