The greatest art the world has ever known soon to come

Art captures and transcends our pain and bears witness to all aspects of our lives. It is needed now more than ever. If interested, see more #ArtOfBikeRiding here. and here. It may comfort you or bring you a much-needed moment of joy. It may also remind us all of how valuable public art is in…

And thus ended Biketober

I Rode to Joy again yesterday after Traveling at the Speed of Bike from my home to a MARTA train station; riding the train to Midtown, Atlanta; and then riding to the City of Decatur for my weekly volunteer assignment with the Global Village Project school for refugee girls. I stop at this interactive public…

Through new eyes

Meet Allison. She is not Today’s Nice Stranger, since I’ve known her for years (but not really). She is the sister-in-law of an old friend of mine whom I called Tracy of the Chickens on a previous blog. We have crossed paths and actually shared a path when my friend Joe Seconder (who is currently running…

Rode to joy (yet again)

It’s Thursday, and that means I leave my house at 7 a.m. today to take the train with my bike to the Arts Center Station in Midtown, Atlanta. I inevitably meet the nicest people of the day on the elevator up to the plaza (me with my bike and them with their wheelchairs and strollers…

Hey, there!

Robyn Elliott, the astounding owner of Bicycle Tours of Atlanta (the #1 Outdoor Activity in Atlanta, according to Trip Advisor), took this photo of me last week when we were Traveling at the Speed of Bike together. And now, hey, there I am, on the About Us page of her company’s website! I’ve been rolling…

That wall

There is still not a drop of paint as a public mural anywhere in the suburb city where I live (and the only public mural is a replica of a previous public mural that says Everything Will be OK), despite the progress that seemed to be happening  when I wrote this post three years ago. And now I see in…

It isn’t easy being a mural

Instead of singing, “It isn’t easy being green,” these Kermit the Frogs learned too late that it’s even harder to be a mural. So many murals I’ve photographed while Traveling at the Speed of Bike (including this one) have been painted over or torn down. And so it goes. A reminder of our impermanence perhaps…

Twice-told tales

Am starting to work on the next found-space art exhibit from 7 MPH, titled Twice-Told Tales. It’s slated to hit the outdoors in December. Here’s a peek at two of the photos that didn’t make the cut (because they are vertical and the rest of the photos I selected are horizontal). Stay tuned for more exciting…