“Don’t let anything poison your individuality. Break away & look in, not outward.” ~ Rodney Mullen.
Skateboarder genius Mullen roars down some SoCal lane giving up truck’ four wheels for two. Pillion is free to the wind like our lad Rod must feel when freestylin’ his tricks like the Ollie, flip-kick and other flat ground tricks that heralded a new wave of skating in the eighties.
The Moto is an early 70’s Triumph.
Sepia wash sketch. Gal on a Triumph, high pipes and unfurled silk scarf.
When the motorcycle needs some spanner work done to the engine better call in Barbie and her ratchet set and Whitworth nuts. Especially when it’s an older Triumph twin head. Overalls for oily work; but she needs to tie that hair back!
Ken, on the other hand, has a bit of a liking to plastic faired remote controlled sports bikes. That baggy hooded sweatshirt seals the deal for pure street cred. The bike looks like the Toecutters beast from Mad Max…
Everyone’s favorite Dame Helen Mirren turns 70 today. The closest image I can find of her on two-wheels is at this premier of the film Brighton Rock in 2011. The red carpet ain’t looked so good!
Mai Lin pulls a mean wheelie on a Triumph Speed Triple. White leathers and white high heels. Hair flying and one wheel spinning. The red bike closes the deal!
The Avenger boss played by Patrick Macnee always had fine clothes, finer wine and the finest women around him. My favorite was Honor Blackmans portrayal of Cathy Gale. Here she has Steed apillion on a Royal Enfield back in the day. He was the quintessential Englishman with she as the perfect Action a Woman.
Patrick Macnee 1922-2015
If you just so happen to be at the old banked racetrack in Montlhery France this weekend you could do a lot worse that go and see vintage racers haring around the velodrome. This years promotional poster is aptly graphic for a period event. Three color screen is just perfect! (Well a couple of other colors too) Red haired checker waver is suitably elegant.
even if you think about it! Judge Anderson is the psychic in Mega City One who goes after perp using thought alone.
Of course she’s armed with a palm-print Lawgiver and powerful Lawmaster bike.
Don’t let those sweet blond looks deceive you she’s already in your mind messing about with any bad criminally inclined thoughts…
Judge Dredd will bust your ass; Cassandra Anderson will bust your brain!
Latter day cover of a young cadet PSI Anderson.
Finish where we started: the magazine cover art from Monday here in grey simplicity. She’s ready for a jaunt with her thick wooly pullover. Though I doubt that open bag may spill its contents along the road ahead. Spotty pants will hide mud splatter from the damp country lanes her pilot will no doubt take her along…
A latter-day Bonneville advert utilizes a time-worn approach for marketing to men: a young scantily clad lass draped over the latest and greatest. Well it ain’t new and is practically identical with the timeless Norton spreads of yesteryear.
Actually, growing up the black Norton commando was my favorite bike. A perfect looking machine; indeed Uncomplicated Sophistication… 
We just need the great Leonard Rossitter in his slimy lounge character to sidle in.
Custom Colors for an end of week reveille and a Triumph Bonneville daubed in a gaudy paint scheme. The surly chick at the controls looks a bit too cool for school or perhaps just knows she has a nifty ride. It’s a little too circus for some but the stance looks set for a great road going Moto.
Here’s the riders blog:
http://www.rideasyouare.com/en/
Her nom de plume is Babila.
A nice mile-worn Lewis Leathers jacket goes with a Triumph rider like cheese and pickle between slices of bread. Horiko on her immaculate ’48 Speed Twin and matching red accessories certainly looks the part. The Dominator jacket she’s wearing… £775.
Beach Babe: a box brownie snap of someone’s love. Both two-legged and two-wheeled. Back when you just drove down to the waters edge and had a ride along the damp sand. You can smell the salty air and feel the gritty sand in your toes.
Especially when they have aspirations of the two-wheeled kind. The Thunderbird is just the finest to be galloping around on. “Annie get your gun!”
Boots ‘n’ Denim. Classy smokin’ tattoo’d cafe chick looking mean enough to kick a period Bonnie into life and haul it down the road.
