she wanted to find a home
found for some, home for none
when we’re d o n e,

home is found

Halo Halo Psych Bike Jam

This past weekend we jammed with our friends at Halo Halo Village in a one-day-psych-bike-factory-marathon. Psychlists, juice, chunes, colour, flavour, homies, footballs, sun tan lotion, Bluffs, shiny things, ponies scraping away time.

Top 3 Functions of a Psych Bike:
1. Anti-Theft
Who needs a a lock that costs more than their beater bike? Psych out your bike and theives are deterred from snatching them when you are not looking. Trust me. Who wants to waste time stripping off a psych bike when they can steal about 10 plain ol’ naked bikes in the same amount of time. Or who would be dumb enough to try and steal my bike? I mean, its CLEARLY my psych bike.

2. Road Safety
Cars go right around me when I am riding my Psych Bike. For real, with fancy wheels like that its like riding a giant reflector.

3. Its looks psyyyyych
I even got props from a cop when I was riding my Psych Bike on Bloor and had Gangstarr blasting in the boombox. book it.

Archived: Process, Happenings, Halo Halo Village, Psych Bike

Iris dubbs Winston’s crown pony with a gold and silver leather harlequin wrap. Sexy.

Irie wrapping an 8 colour deluxe on Isla’s pony

The deer head made it back on my bike, this time on the rear with a boombox! Alex sold t-shirts off a ladder, haawt.

Alex spins out my pony


Tets took this photo

Tets took this photo of my pony

Psychlists pimp their rydes

To go along with my boombox, I also had a drum on the side. Who needs a bell????

Iris’ leather spread, yummy.

Winston’s psych scraper bike

Natalie’s pony

A bug’s life

The skid benches we made are also good for napzzzzzzz

Keep it raw

Prince Enoki’s Insect Orchestra

I flew with an arkestra of insects this past weekend to deliver the printed pollen to Prince Enoki in the beautiful Keswick, Ontario.

Prince Enoki’s Insect Orchestra is the musical projectile of the mighty Scott Peterson and posse. Thanks so much Scott for the weekend of clarity on the beach, it Tito’d the collaboration. The more and more I get out of this city, I wonder why I am still here……

The worms are in the compost, having sex in the Garden of Eden decaying past treasures….

Archived: Plants, Mixed Media, Screen Printing, Process, Footsteps, Culinary Pursuits

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