BIKES, BIKES, BIKES.. and more BIKES

The Strange Obsession begins....

I seem to be constantly drawn to the bicycle, be it in motion carrying a rider, or unoccupied propped up alongside the road. The bicycle tempts me to capture it in all it's glory, be it old and rusty or gleaming and new, modern or antique. She stands there seductively waiting to seduce me.

I celebrate in their magnificence - a brave and humble mode of transport.

Oh to be by the seaside. Deal, Kent

Oh England, My Lionheart.

Delhi, India 2011

Five days in Delhi one way and five days the other way, I saw nothing of the city other than what I could see by eye from the apartment rooftop.