Man, has the world ever changed! This is the blog where I talk about the past.
Paris is not what it used to be. I used to sit in the cafe and draw people that were around me. Above is an example of people I saw. The people I saw would inspire me to make cartoons like the ones you see here. Alas, the world has changed. No longer do we have the cafes like we used to. I used to love to sit there. Start with coffee and then work my way into early evening when I’d have a beer … or two … or three … and then work my way home. Paris was fun. I had a great time. I did a lot of street photography. I would go out until the late hours of the night and photograph the streets and the people on the streets.
Here’s another cartoon from one of my journals. My friend here pulled it out. I love it when she goes to my case and pulls out a journal from the past. This cartoon is from a shoot I did in Aspen, Colorado. I was there during the summer. It was peak season for mountain bike riding. So I decided, like a young idiot, to spend all my money on a mountain bike. It was a nice bike, but I’d never been mountain bike riding. Man, did they have some mountains. I’ll tell ya, mountain bike riding is scary. You can get some speed going. I would say it borderlines on dangerous and reckless - but hey, my friend here said it’s right up my alley. I managed to get through the week without any major accident, but my friend who’s a fellow photographer also bought a mountain bike and showed up at dinner one night with a huge scar on his arm. I guess it says something about us photographers.
I was just thinking where that bike could be…just another adventure, and another foolish purchase.
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Love, B. Nice