Finally finished my motorbike
Field worker , somewhere in California
He who works with his hands is a labourer
He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman
He who works with his hands his head and his heart is an artist
Our Lives are not our own.
From Womb to Tomb we are bound to others,
Past and Present,
And with each crime and every kindness.
Rebirth our future
Costa Rica and my surfboard
This is why I bought a motorcycle