Panasonic POS

Frame : Panasonic POS Handle : Nitto[CMWC2009] Stem : Nitto Head : Hatta Crank : Sugino Chain Ring : Sugino[ZEN] Pedal : welgo F.Wheel : H+Son/Gran Compe R.Wheel : Velocity Deep V/Gran Compe F.Tire : Gram Compe R.Tire : Vittoria[Randonneur] Seat : Kashimax Seat Post : Nitto Toe Clip : Starfuckers Strap : Fujitoshi W-Strap […]

Please Mr. Motorist

20. 1937: A MOTHER FASTENING A NOTICE READING “PLEASE MR MOTORIST, WATCH OUT FOR ME,” ONTO HER SON’S BACK BEFORE HE SETS OUT ON A TRIAL BICYCLE RIDE. More than 80 years later, it seems we still need those moms and those signs, thinking of all the dead cyclists in town, especially here in Berlin.

Dinosaur

Long ago, there was a dinosaur. And, well, that dinosaur died. Hit by a meteor. Very unfortunate. But that’s OK, because that dinosaur had a Purpose! As its body sank into the earth and decayed, it was slowly transformed over millennia, over eons, into thick, gloopy black oil. Much later, humans would discover the internal combustion engine, […]

1 + 1 = 2

This mathematical formula is one of the easiest to understand and usually humans first step towards understanding the magic of math. To understand that the result of these two individuals become a new shape and form and not to speak of value, takes many years of experience and in the example of my case, many years […]

All colours shine

My Grandfathers story about the colourful Rooster, who was friends with a Dog, comes to my mind. They were traveling through the forest until it got late, so the Dog looked for a hole in a tree trunk and the Rooster flew up to sleep in the high branches of a close by tree. At sunrise the […]

Weird to be free

We want our children to grow up free and unconventional. But every time, something that allows them to explore the freedom they could have, we are worried to death. It could be explained with our own mistrust we reflect on them. When we are scared of climbing the tall tree, why would we trust the […]

Albert Cycle Bro

When Albert Einstein was a Visiting Professor at the California Institute of Technology in 1933, cycling was his favourite pastime, although the cleverly contrived photograph of him apparently pedalling away from an atomic explosion is perhaps better not dwelt on. Of far greater interest and usefulness is the comment he had made in a letter […]

We got to go through

We usually start our journey of compassion and interest somewhere along the line with “that’s exactly what I want to do”, arrive somewhere understanding “It’s not as fulfilling as I imagined” and could possibly end at “I don’t know what my purpose in life is”.