4.25.2006

A Motorcycle Diary Entry

While I was cool hunting today I gazed up at a post-post modern art piece a la post 3rd wave feminism. (And by 3rd wave I mean all the nerdy-chic-bust magazine reading-knitting-is-the-new-feminism 90's shit).
If you know me you can probably guess that aesthetic is not my bag baby, but there was something so delectable about this crocheted motorcycle that I couldn’t quite take my eyes off it.





Now, if you haven’t realized already, the sick-ass-ride from the last post isn’t REALLY my ride… which leads me to my next point. Perhaps introducing a (wait for it) ... motorcycle... to my life is in order. Bear with me, bear with me. I’m thinking: flip the pink crochet for a black lacy doily kind of crochet. I’m thinking: Kiss of the Spider Woman meets Madonna Like a Virgin…

If any graphic designers wanna photoshop that concept up for me, I might let you take it for a spin… And of course, if I should come to make this black-crochet-lace-motorcyle a reality, you would then be reading

" Marianista: The Motorcycle Diaries "

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You'd be like a black widow on that thing: Beautiful, but deadly. She'll run you down and out of town!

-Rubia

Anonymous said...

You'd be like a black widow on that thing: Beautiful, but deadly. She'll run you down and out of town!

-Rubia