Can you feel the breeze in your face? I can..
This is shaping up to be a great year for riding and I cannot wait to get started. Everytime I look at this painting, I picture myself standing next to a bike, stopped just long enough to really be there, at that moment. It's hard to explain, but riding makes everything so much more real...even this painting. C'mon riding season 2008I stashed this picture away some time ago. There is a real story behind it but I'm more inclined to create one in my head. Something about how modern they appear and yet how old I know the scene to be strikes me somehow... And, how could you not want to be those kids, right?