When I was younger I loved motorcycles with all consuming devotion. From the time I was fifteen to about forty I lived, breathed, built, owned and raced motorcycles of every kind. I had Harley's, an Indian, Triumphs, an Aerial Square four, a James, Yamaha's and an Ossa. I'm sure I've forgotten a few more. I have never forgotten what they feel like, how they smell, the sound of their coming to life, the sensations of riding fast and free. My intention here is to make pictures that convey my feelings about these machines I loved like no others.
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