These are also from a few weeks ago. Then (and also now), I was still trying different methods. A few people wanted to see more bikes, but my stubborn heart was not set on that feature. Sure, bikes are significant aspects of these people’s lives; I ask these people questions about their bikes because they ride them to Cook’s. However, I believe that the mystery of what the bike actually looks like, the curiosity of the viewer to see what isn’t shown is more intriguing. I also thrive for the stories and conversations.
Yet, there are a few biker + motorcycle photographs that I do like – these are scarce.
This project surprised me. Never could I have imagined, nor predicted, the phenomenal variety of subjects and their amiability. There’s still that split second of fear before speaking with strangers, but for the most part, I have learned to disregard it. I think myself quite fortunate, and I am ecstatic that I took the plunge.
*I am aware of the inconsistent text style.
It is impossible to continue this project without knowing the slightest bit about motorcycles. Since the project began, I have been learning bits and pieces about them and also picked up subtle similarities between people who ride certain types. Overall, it seems the greatest thing about riding is the FREEDOM, a word every rider says with something like pride and a wistfulness, as if imagining the feeling at that very moment. Alas, in consideration of a promise I made to my mother not to ride a motorcycle on my own, I will have to live vicariously through their words.