1/27/11

Barbour 75 years by Nick Clements

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Filmed by Nick Clements
Riders:
Sam HAslam on 1957 Matchless G80
Alexz Wigg on 1961 Triumph T100
Harry Crawford on 1963 Dot
Jonathan Richardson on James 1964




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1/25/11

Bonneville Salt flats

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After a long day driving (560miles) through splendids desertic natural landscapes of Utah, we were sure that at one moment The Lake would appear in front of us. We were driving on highway 80 the sun was already set, way passed Salt Lake City when we had this unreal vision, like a kind of mirage in this water less region.


A white horizontal and infinite line... was it water or was it salt? And in the back ground an ink black mountain range lightnened by the final lights of the sun.

We still had to drive a couple hours more on the deserted highway wich was surrounded on each side by the waters of the Bonneville salt lake salines. Impatience and tiredness led us to increase the speed of the truck with peaks up to 90 mph, side wind dangerously pushed us aside.

Night came and still nowhere to stop and sleep overnight. We then decided to continue to the final destination: Wendover.

Midnight: we finally were entering asleep Wendover. The lights of this casinos small town were dazzling like for the big parade (unbelievable useless energy waste debauchery.... who pays?).
Remember? we are now in Nevada and Nevada means gambling... so!!!




We followed main avenue for one mile, till "Wendover Will" the neon cowboy, and we finally found the spot to collapse, dead tired, till next morning.


At 6 am, at dawn, first engines roar shortened my night of sleep, curiosity pushed me to get out of the truck to discover in the day light what I couldn't see in the previous night obscurity.



We are surrounded by Hot Rods and other odds devices whose owners get busy tuning them for one more day on the lake. Cars are covered with salt, I feel my excitation grow as all these people leave to the speedway. Unfortunately, everybody is sleeping in the truck and I must wait another endless 2 hours on this now deserted parking lot. Damned.

At last we leave and aim to the speedway, like Captain Kilgore, I can smell a perfume of ..... adrenaline.


We discover now this flat ground covered with a rough mix of salt and soil, that gives it a dirty look.



View of the "Gypsy camp" from Danger Cave State park

We drive along the "Gypsy Camp", it's the closest place to the speedway where you can park your truck and stay overnight for free. Some are stuck in the soil up to the axle, so you'd better wisely chose your parking place. Note that nobody is allowed to sleep on the speedway which is closed and watched at night.



A long straight track drives us to the speedway entry check point and we drive aside the famous pannel that shows that the dream is becoming reality. The road stops there and gives place to a snowy white and pure salt. Hounds of trucks, cars,... all anarchically drive toward the paddocks. I just can't stand still anymore!




I rush out of the truck like Neil Armstrong on July 21st 1969, the sun and glare are dazzling, dry air burns my nose and throat. Far away, I can hear the steamliners on the track.


Fantastic, I'm in IT !!






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1/20/11

Moebius at “La fondation Cartier”

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By ELMO

Gir alias Jean Giraud and Moebius are two different faces of the same french cartoonist very famous in the world of "drawing" in general and especially cartoon.

It could be said that they are two different designers: Gir AND Moebius.

As he says, "everything is under a controlled schizophrenia" since the styles of this (these) artist(s) are in a so obvious, therefore wanted way, extremely different.


During all my youth and teenage I grew up with Lieutenant Blueberry adventures in the wild west of America (28 albums), typical cartoon hero of that time: brave, generous, clever, clear sighted... living in a world of brutality and violence (extermination of the native indians and set up of the USA civilisation).

The stroke of the artist at that time changes slowly album after album from a very accurate and detailed style to a simplicity that goes with mastery.


But as if Far West was not a sufficient support for his new style to bloom, Gir decides to change everything and switches to science fiction, introspection, humour.... much more suitable fields for the page setting of his imagination with a new stroke and painting.


The change is so important for him that he even changes his name, one style was from GIR, the new one is going to be from MOEBIUS, and now on he will switch from one to the other as he likes.... What a clever way to be free!




The current exhibition at " Fondation CARTIER" in Paris, untill 2011-03-13 shows small drawings as well as paintings, blown up drawings, movies (including 3D) and excellently exposes the second face of the artist: Moebius.


I had the luck to meet Gir / Moebius during a party at friends'. After the diner he dedicated one of his books to the guest on one of the blank pages at the beginning...


I looked at him as he drew and I was astonished by the fluency of his stroke, its accuracy and its simplicity. Without sketching and stroke after stroke, the picture was coming out step by step as he, himself was only following a picture projected by his own eye on the blank page... astounding for mastery.







Personnally, I didn't know Moebius albums but a few and thanks to this exhibition I discovered a work I only overflew.



I cannot do but suggest to all to save 3 or 4 hours, (a whole afternoon will be better) to see that event. It's just like a trip in the unleashed brain of a man mad with space, perspective, impressions......



.... One of the most important figures of the saga "L'Incal": John Difool





Magical.
... And, by the way.... Happy new year!





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1/19/11

The Glide

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Hey Greasers....
wash your hands and your ears with this trailer, filmed by Jon Franck
Music by the Australian Chamber Orchestra.
Thanks to SaturdaysNYC


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1/17/11

Mark's new Bike

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Last Sunday I went to meet Mark Woodhatch. He is settled an hour drive from home. The day before he had sent me the picture of his new toy he just brought back from Bone Shakers in England....

The bike has been built by Benny starting from an "Evolution" engine; the Scorcher frame and some parts are coming from Flyrite Choppers in Austin, Tx.

It's well understood that this machine is totally unproper to ride the small sinuous roads of our South West region, but.... after all, what's too easy is no fun...

Thanks Mark for this pleasant moment... see you soon.







Mark: a perfect mix between a Gentleman Farmer in Goscogne and a real long time Biker...














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