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Another great paintjob from Death Spray Custom. If you don't know what film this bike's referencing then we need to talk.
Another great paintjob from Death Spray Custom. If you don't know what film this bike's referencing then we need to talk.
Spotted in Knightsbridge... we'd just been at one of the excellent Friday Late events at the V&A and I'm not sure the combination of iPhone camera and dwindling light levels are capable of communicating just how retina-shearing the colour was.
I've always had a soft spot for the Photorealist art movement. I'll admit a certain amount is because 'the picture looks like what it's supposed to' and as much as I loathe the typical knee-jerk philistine (and proud of it) reaction to any hint of conceptualism in art I do love craft as well. By which I mean technique, expertise, mastery of a medium, and what better proof of expertise than verisimilitude? But mostly I think it's down to the subject matter, I've already namechecked Robert Bechtle and this week stumbled upon Ralph Goings' website
My usual trackday one-piece leathers took a bit of a beating at Anglesey. I reckon they could still serve with some judicious stitching and the application of strategic gaffa tape if I ever get round to trying short-track... but not really fit for circuit work.
Labels: Motorbikes, Trackday
I was dimly aware that an experiment in Holland had shown that by removing road furniture, signage and painted lines they'd drastically reduced the accident rate. This great article on Jalopnik gives more details of why and some background on the radical traffic engineer Hans Monderman behind the scheme. I heartily recommend it.
Volkswagen have always been a byword for sophistication with their advertising, particularly in print. But those Madison Avenue copywriters had their hands full when they started on the VW account, as somebody wrily observed 'how do you sell a nazi car in a jewish town?'.
Labels: Advertising, Culture, Design