The first group of shots were taken this afternoon looking out my studio window. As long as I've been here, this time every year a cavalcade of motocycles comes off the West Side Highway and heads up 52nd street past my apartment. It starts out with the police escort stopping traffic at the intersection of 52nd/10th ave. and then the rumble gets louder and louder as the motorcycles approach. People eventually have to stop from crossing the streets so they start waving and screaming at the bikes who in turn honk their horns and rev their motors. There's easily a few hundred motorcycles going by and it usually lasts a good 20 minutes or so until the last pass by. This year there was a collection of vintage cop cars and a vintage fire truck in the mix. (See the guy in the Red Beret, that's my landlord, Sonny).
This second grouping of shots was taken from a friends apartment around the corner from where I live. When people ask me why so much of my artwork is full of a crazy amount of details sometimes to the point of appearing abstract, I look around me and I say, "This is what I've been looking at for 10 years". Layers upon layers and more layers. It's dificult to not let that influence my artwork.
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