my keeper bikes are more artistic with their beautiful paint schemes, polished aluminum, excellent craftsmanship, and simple, elegant engineering.
i look at a shiny campy record hub and see art. you may not, and that's ok, i guess. but if i were more caring, i would feel pity for you like i would if you saw a fascinating magritte and thought, "that looks just like dog crap." a normal person can distinguish between thoughtfully constructed beauty and objects more common.
Once again, a discussion has devolved into a nasty exchange thanks to a member who seems to like to argue for the sake or argument.
On the subject of what constitutes ART, for Kriest's sake.
Last edited by rootboy; 10-04-13 at 07:04 AM.
Let me preface my comment by saying that you can do whatever you want with your bikes. I'm not telling you what to do.
For me, there are only a few kinds of bikes that should be only wall hangers and not riders. They are: Broken bikes that can't be fixed, true museum pieces (as in, historically significant in some way), and bikes that are somehow so fragile that they could easily become broken bikes that can't be fixed.
I don't own any bikes like this, and I wouldn't want to. I think a bicycle, as a functional object, loses some of its appeal when it becomes non functional. I'm not advocating you commute every day on your 1960 Cinelli, but I am advocating you ride it now and again. I ride my 1964 JRJ a couple times a month at least. And sometimes I even commute on it! I also understand that sometimes people get injured or ill and can't ride anymore, and it's tough to pass on your beloved bikes. I get that. But I really think a person in this situation should consider allowing trusted friends or relatives to at least take their bikes out once in a while so someone gets the experience of enjoying those fine rides.
1964 JRJ (Bob Jackson) San Remo Plus, 1989 Trek 520, 2000ish Colian (Colin Laing), 2013 Velo Orange Pass Hunter
“He who works with his hands is a laborer.
He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman.
He who works with his hands and his head and his heart is an artist.”
― St. Francis of Assisi
Bicycles can be art, and I will not accept an argument against it unless you can provide a concise and clear explanation of what exactly "art" is, rather than telling us what it isn't.
Last edited by cobrabyte; 10-04-13 at 05:13 PM.
Well stated, CB - great reference, too.
I have riders and I have wall-hangers. One hanger isn't finished (the '69 Masi Special) and the other is too light for my current 188lbs (the drillium Alpina)
Come to think of it, all of them save the Medici are currently wall-hangers because they're back stateside awaiting my return. But they'll all get ridden once I get my grubby hands back on them.
Wait a minute. That's NOT ART!
(that's my other uncle. Stevie. He thinks he knows a lot about Art..
but they hardly know each other...)
Last edited by rootboy; 10-04-13 at 03:45 PM.
bicycles were not one of the forms covered. but, like a building (architecture) or a sculpture, a bicycle is a creation from an artist to or for an audience (me).
i see some beatiful c&v bikes and see art. if you do not, that's ok...
it's more conducive to write where you think someone is wrong rather than a one liner on ignorance. that does nothing to aid communication.
Who's to say what's art or not.....Remember Yoko convinced John that a small black dot in the middle of a canvas was art. Impressed him enough to dump his wife for the horribly musically tone deaf "artist" and stay with her till the end...
At least that's the way the story goes....
OK....back to nuts n' bolts.
I'm not seeing how this discussion is "off topic". Are we not discussing the merits of the bicycle as art? The or? in Rootboys title is an open invitation to discuss the bicycle as a tool to be ridden....or? in this case we ask can it also be seen as and displayed as art?
This could all be solved if iab would just tell us all what art is
I'm guessing it will be some Eurocentric pretentious claim that the "fine arts" (music, poetry, painting, sculpture and architecture) are somehow seperate from artisanal craft. A view that only appeared with the rise of the European middle class during the 18th century.
For thousands of years prior to this though, art was (and still is) "artisans practicing a craft that may, through experience and aptitude, reach the expressive levels of an artist."
...and guess what? Bicycles fit quite nicely into that definition of art
chombi, yoko rocks. she also 'created' a fine artist in his own right, sean.
john's solo albums are great.
and it wasn't a dot. it was an interactive art installation that led the viewer to read the simple message, "yes." as in, "yes, a finely crafted bicycle is art."
Rootboy, i actually snorted from laughing at some of your posts.
My view, and as always...opinions are like A$$holes, everyone has one, we just don't want to see it or hear from it, but, i have always WANTED to be able to say, yea...that's my wall hanger or etc. But i just can't do it. If it doesn't have some utility for me. It would be better suited to someone else than I. I just sold a very nice looking "ghost bike" as my friends called it. It was a nicely Tig welded, Japanese made fixe, beautiful blend of white on white (on again, my opinion of being beautiful) and I used it for about 400 miles in the first year or so, then for 2 years...it just hung because...i liked it too much. I determined it was useless to do this and today, it exchanged hands into a new owner who is far younger, and far more likely to be zipping around on it at college than i would use it. It makes me happy to know it will be used immediately!
Badly-behaved cyclists are usually just cyclists with inadequate infrastructure. Or none at all. - Mikael Colville-Andersen
I don't care what others do with their bikes. The ones that are ridable and hung up as art will be in stasis, so to speak, until they eventually pass out of current ownership and will end up in the hands of someone who will ride the bike.
Upstairs in the bike room are a number more.
Having bikes around keeps the world on perspective. And a easy excuse to go fetch a coffee.
There is only one true Art...