Left Bank Bike
When I had a car I wasn’t one of those people who loved their car. And my car was certainly not an extension of my personality. But since I started biking, I’ve been looking for that perfect bike. One that’s like a best friend who completes your thoughts… and has two wheels.
Well, I’ve found that bike.
The bike is classic looking and rides like a Django Reinhardt song. Somehow I find myself dressing in 1920’s inspired outfits (well, more than usual) and speeding around the left bank of Boston daydreaming it is a little more like a certain other left bank:
The bicycle is so lovely it seems to have a bit of a traffic calming effect.
And sometimes that creates a bit of a problem for an artist. Like when my bike kept me company at my recent open studio.
But, still, I wouldn’t be all that sad if more people fell in love with bikes.
I just found your website….great stuff!
When you ride a mixte, you know it looks good and you do expect others to notice. When they don’t I tend to think they do but don’t show it anyway. Can’t explain that.
I’ve poked my head in at your blog in the past but took today to read a little closer and came across this post.
Like you, I’m now the proud owner of a Soma Buena Vista and though it doesn’t make me think of Paris (I tend to see myself as the Rose Queen in the Tournament of Roses Parade, complete with the urge to wave), it does put a huge smile on my face when I ride it which in turns has led to people stopping to talk, either about the bike or something else bike related, which doesn’t depend on specialized knowledge but a willingness and enthusiasm to share.