Brooklyn Invitational. October 2014

Brooklyn Invitational. Brooklyn New York. September 2014.

Sunday funday ride with Francis Kielb. 

Long ride home on the G. Brookyln, New York. July 2014. 

My Red Wing Iron Rangers after a year and a half of abuse. 

Leafy shadows. Greenpoint Brooklyn.

Psychedelic sunset welcoming me back to Brooklyn the other day. #sunset #brooklyn #newyork #psychedelic #latergram

My friend Francis wrenching on his Sportster. He’s changed it up three times since I’ve know him, swears this is the final evolution.

Patrick in repose. Greenpoint, Brooklyn. October 2012.

Steam on on India Ave. Hurricane Sandy. Greenpoint. Brooklyn. 

Greenpoint. Hurricane Sandy. 

“Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.” 
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

Big Storm. Greenpoint, Brooklyn 2012 

A short video I made on a shop called Genuine Motorworks.

I feel like when one lives in New York it becomes really easy to forget just how vast it is and how far the subway tunnels can take you…

On the edge of Brooklyn aging monoliths of a bygone era of aviation rest their crumbling bones on empty runways. 

Once upon a time Howard Hughes and Amelia Earhart blasted off of this tarmac and flew around the world…

A man named Wrong Way took off from here and landed in Ireland triggering a ticker tape parade in Manhattan once he got back…

Today kids come here to play soccer in the sports complex, people drive their cars in circles, park rangers keep the curious ones from exploring too much and kids with spray paint cans update the more out of sight ruins…