My old bike. Rode many of miles on it back in the day and now it sits covered in rust and moss yet still has a character of its own. It was like revisiting a part of my youth. Metaphorically, to me it's a reminder to clean off the rust and the moss to remember even more of the simple things in life all over again...
Yeah it's a slower process than I expected it to be, but it's still steadily coming along and tonight I am happy with the little things. Lately I've been really inspired with a mix of nostalgia with sci-fi movies it's so funny how it all somehow comes out in the things that I decide to make. Yep having fun with every little thing and tomorrow's another day, so let's see what happens....
So as we went wandering about in an antique shop, I couldn't help but notice the ancient old tv sets. Funny how they used to come in many different styles, shapes, and sizes way back in the day. Just a little bit of history which is fascinating to me.