Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Anyone Want a Sissy Bar?


Made a jig today. If you want one let me know.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Ferrari's and the Apex


Ferrari's of this vintage were just perfect. In fact, I was having a conversation of design and that the sixties were the last true uninterrupted decade of design for the internal combustion engine. They may be more efficient and reliable today but this period was the apex of simplicity and pure mechanical form and function.

Chevy Three Window Truck


From: http://supremeseventies.blogspot.com

Great Blog of the low-riding persuasion.

Yosemite in HD

Yosemite HD from Project Yosemite on Vimeo.


Film by Sheldon Neill and Colin Delehanty. Quite possibly one of the most awe inspiring places in the world. Victoria mentioned on her first trip that it felt like it was created out of an artists canvas instead of nature. Summer visits here are not recommended, though if you get the chance I would visit in the fall and spring.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Wait...


Photo: Sonny

Is that Mike?

Friday, January 27, 2012

Monday, January 23, 2012

Obsession


Half Moon Garage photo. Ever since the Grand National roadster show in 2008 I have been obsessed with John Edward's Honey Suckle Rose.

Dress Smartly


Great documentary on the modern lounge suit. Watch and learn, the host speaks of the historical and sociological implications of the suit.

Great Design


Multifunctional desk.

LACMA


California Design, 1930–1965: "Living in a Modern Way"

Resnick Pavilion
October 1, 2011–June 3, 2012

Future Home



Logging history of the Northwest with photos of tiny houses built from hollowed out logs.The size of the trees that were taken down in the Northwest 150 years ago is something impressive. We are not likely to see anything like this in this area ever again.
More here: http://tinyhouseblog.com/tiny-house/tiny-houses-of-the-historic-northwest/

Skilled Trades



We need to view the skilled trades not as a second choice of education; rather an appropriate fit for a large section of the population. We have to make the change now, or we will have a serious issue in the American economy in the next ten years.

Oolem

Auto-racing,


because soccer, football, baseball and rugby only require one ball.

Greenland



Swiss photographer Joël Tettamanti did a photo series on Greenland's most populated southern city, Qaqortoq, home of 3,230 residents

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Rebel, Rebel, You Tore Your Dress...


My buddy Aaron bought his first bike in Oakhurst on Thursday. I had to ride it home for him. Lets just say that was the coldest ride I have had in a long while. The Honda Rebel that he purchased was great it is a 250cc OHV with a unit construction five speed. It was quick and nimble, though a little tight. Fun times on the road. Today we did lessons in the parking lot and Victoria rode for the first time. I was so proud of her, she did so well. I hope this leads to lots of rides in the future for all of us. Congratulations Aaron, you are going to have a blast.

Bike Progress


Tank mounted and the fender fitted. I need to finish the sissy bar and fit the hummer dash into the oil tank. It is such a long process. Keep at it.

The Peep Show


This is quite possibly the one of the greatest comedies in television history. It is filmed in the first person with the camera work done in the characters gaze. Half of the dialogue is in a selected characters inner monologue. It is dark, real and extremely funny. If you have Netflix or live in Great Britain check it out. Channel Four (GB) has ordered up two more seasons, so it is back after a two year absence.

Link to clip: http://youtu.be/yoZ1EGxPaOE

There is no Authority but Yourself

Is it AD or CE?

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Sascha Schneider, Hypnose, 1904

Fresno Local


Easyrider #1

Armond E Bletcher
Birth: Nov. 14, 1942
Death: Nov. 25, 1975
Fresno County
California, USA

A larger than life character in Fresno, on the staff of the Easy Rider's magazine, bouncer at various nightclubs, shot and killed by his own cousins, the Pashayan brothers after beating him with a baseball bat did not slow him down. The brothers pled self defense against the musclebound Bletcher who was a legend around town as a tough guy. Armond rode in style be it his customized Harleys or his Vette. He left a young daughter, twin sister, ex-wives, girlfriends, many family and friends.

Burial:
Belmont Memorial Park
Fresno
Fresno County
California, USA

Sequence


Richards Serra's Sequence was just installed this last summer at Stanford. His monolithic, hot rolled, steel sculptures bring minimalism into a new standard.

Study


her face.

Monday, January 9, 2012

If There Was Ever a Time to Go


In one day ATDI is back and now for me, even more exciting, Refused. What a crazy year four of my favorite bands got back together in one year. Coachella is the place and for the first time since 04' I have a whole list of bands to see. The issue is I can not stand festival shows. What to do, the line up for me is as follows:
Friday:
Black Keys
Refused
Mazzy Star
Explosions in the Sky
Cat Power
Madness
Tim Armstrong
The Rapture
Saturday:
Radiohead
Feist
Godspeed You! Black Emperor
Buzzcocks
We Were Promised JetPacks
Sunday:
Snoop and Dre (Chronic I and II)
At the Drive In
DJ Shadow



Surprisingly Refused even released a statement;
We had a band once, in Umeå. We would pile in a van, like every other punkband, and thunder off in pursuit of friends and glory in some basement in front of 20 people, 50 people, in towns 4-5 hours away. Sometimes there would be more than a hundred people and we would later in the week refer to that as a "big show". We were ambitious, but we didn't think of it as a career. We never made any fiscal sense whatsoever during 7 years of touring. Like most punkbands, it never occured to us to even try. We had a scene, we had some politics and we had just a hint of artistic ambition. True to our swedish roots we got very serious very fast. And then suddenly we got good. It's a delicate path to tread for precocious twentysomethings anywhere on the planet, but this particular bunch didn't make it. And that was fine. Most enterprises in life are unrelated to incredibly violent rock music.

It's been a motley 14 years since our band came apart. We've all kept busy in our respective endeavors but we've all remained friends and kept in touch. There have been offers, and lots of jokes about these offers. We've sort of looked down from our high horses and made fun of people who've just wanted to share the psychopathic intensity that we would deliver on a nightly basis in our post-pubescent prime. A reunion has just seemed irrelevant to us. Too much other shit to do.

But then Kristofer got his degree from the Swedish opera academy, Jons medical studies began drawing to a close and Dennis and David started a new hardcore band together. Finally, after a decade and a half hiatus, Kristofer picked up the guitar again. Which made David want to play the drums again. Which in turn led to all four of us suddenly making new music in assorted constellations. As all this was brewing, Coachella got in touch. There were a couple of phone-calls, lots of skepticism, some hesitant enthusiasm before one of us basically said: "– This is ridiculous. There are friends of ours who would murder close relatives just to go see bands there. Let's just do it, one last time." And with that, socialist fag-loving pc scumbags were on the road again.

We never did "The shape of punk to come" justice back when it came out, too tangled up in petty internal bickering to really focus on the job. And suddenly there's this possibility to do it like it was intended. We wanna do it over, do it right. For the people who've kept the music alive through the years, but also for our own sakes. We feel that you deserve it and we hope the feeling is mutual.

See you in the pit.

//Refused

Lucky B Design



Long over due, my friend ( and I am lucky to call him a friend) David lettered Victoria's Glove Box for her birthday. Her 68' Type I is a named Dinah Lee after the Bing Crosby song. He did an amazing job, the workmanship is flawless and the lettering is subdued yet goes perfectly with her paint scheme. He is a great artist, so if you are in need of some work call the number in the photo or check out his website which is in my list of watched sites.

Luke...


I am your father... Funny.

ZON has this right

ATDI is Back

http://atdimusic.com/

I guess the dudes finally forgave Cedric and Omar for being jerks over "stifling" their creative sensibilities.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

http://www.hotrodcoalition.com/


Ran into an old VW acquaintance, T.J. this last week. We went to high school together and were both into VW's. He now has a website that is promoting his own line of car shows in the Fresno area. He even has a feature on Central Coast transplant and now Clovis resident Bob Kovac; Bob just completed a new sign for CEC and is going to do Chuck's memorial painting for his flathead, once I pick it up and Bird is done shooting it. Good luck with the shows T.J.

Lee Roy Hartung Collection

http://www.auctionsamerica.com/events/all-lots.cfm?SaleCode=LH11&CFID=9559304&CFTOKEN=e6c69b7dbaf85784-1AAAD736-A30D-8D4A-59E0241EC2718AEF&jsessionid=84305966c4f405aa7e08425f662b3d5a2765

Probably the largest vintage estate auctions in quite a while. The highest bid being a Flying Merkel for $201,250.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Your Rights to Film












LATimes: Ed 'Big Daddy' Roth, creator of Rat Fink: A son remembers

By Nate Jackson, Los Angeles Times
December 27, 2011
In the den of Darryl Roth's Corona home, cartoon ogres cover the walls, staring back at him with salivating tongues, bloodshot eyes, jagged claws and gnashing teeth. To Roth, the images represent rebellion, a gloriously grotesque imagination — and his father.

"I look around and I swear, it's like he's still alive. He's still here," Roth said. He's the youngest son of iconic hot rod artist Ed "Big Daddy" Roth, and this year marked the 10th anniversary of his father's passing. "Even now," said the son, "I'm blown away by him."

Between the late 1950s and the mid-1960s, Ed Roth was what famed journalist Tom Wolfe described as the Salvador Dali of the hot rod world. Roth helped pioneer Southern California's Kustom Kulture — a flamboyant style of hot rod building that relied on fiberglass rather than metal and reveled in flames, pin striping and exposed chrome engines — then marketed it through his artwork and accessories.

His character Rat Fink, a sort of grotesque version of Mickey Mouse, became shorthand for cool in the post-"Easy Rider" era. Young fans around Southern California, and then the world, scrambled to get their hands on his T-shirts, model car kits and plastic figurines of gruesome monsters stuffed into tiny, super-groovy hot rods. Their names? Mother's Worry, Mr. Gasser and Drag Nut.

But after the decline of hot rod culture in the '70s and '80s, Roth's conversion to Mormonism and family squabbles over the business, Rat Fink and company became less and less ubiquitous until it all seemed to fade away entirely.

"My dad was always convinced that once the Beatles came to the States, kids kind of lost interest in cars and American culture and started picking up guitars instead," said the 51-year-old Roth, who worked for two decades as a manager in an auto parts store and is a reserve policeman for the City of Bell.

With today's resurgence of interest in hot rod culture and Big Daddy's legacy, Darryl Roth has decided the huge collection of his dad's work that he spent years tracking down and now has lying around his house should probably be in a museum somewhere.

His den, garage and various storage spaces are crammed with original model kits of "Big Daddy" cars found everywhere from Japan to Mexico, old bikes and cars his father created, rare photo reels of him in his famous top hat and red suit coat with tails. Some of his collection includes an original sketch of the Flying Eyeball logo created by Von Dutch (born Kenny Howard), a Kustom Kulture legend and friend of Big Daddy's whose name is now associated with a lucrative clothing line. The valuable collection contains thousands of mementos, art pieces and artifacts that his dad created.

For well-known custom car designers like Steve Stanford, Big Daddy's influence doesn't come with a price tag. "I had all the Rat Fink-related items growing up," Stanford said. "It was rebellious, but paradoxically, it was just good clean fun."

But to Darryl Roth, the collection is simply part of his childhood. Roth remembers souped-up hot rods his dad had worked on out of the renowned Movie World, Cars of the Stars and Planes of Fame museum in Buena Park.

"I used to sell Rat Fink key chains for lunch money," Roth, the youngest of five brothers, recalled. And while hanging out in Roth Studios in Maywood, he remembers that his 6-foot-4, 240-pound father's hands were enormous and dwarfed any brush he was holding.

Life felt less sweet when Big Daddy began associating with the biker gang Hells Angels in the late '60s. That lifestyle eventually contributed to the end of his first marriage, to Darryl's mother, Sally, in 1970. It also took an emotional toll on Roth and his brothers, who moved with their mother to Cudahy after the divorce.

After remarrying several times, Big Daddy converted to Mormonism. Though he continued to build cars sporadically, he shunned the rebellious remnants of Rat Fink mania, dropping out of the limelight and severing ties with family and fans. By the early '80s, he'd taken a job as a sign painter at Knott's Berry Farm, using the assumed name Bernie Schwartz (based on actor Tony Curtis' real name).

In the early '90s, Darryl saw a renewed interest in hot rod culture and decided to start tracking down his father's old signature hot rods, which were scattered from the garages of car collectors in Santa Paula to the casinos of Nevada. The first of his finds was the Wishbone, a car that Big Daddy originally hated so much that he sawed it in half after building it in 1967. After finding out that Darryl had restored the damaged auto with longtime Big Daddy collaborator Doug Kinney (a.k.a. Dirty Doug), he was so angry he refused to speak to his son for two years. Eventually, Big Daddy realized Roth's quest was one born out of loyalty and a sense his father still had something more to give.

Pete Santini, a custom car painter out of Westminster, has helped Darryl track down and restore two more of Big Daddy's classic cars, the Druid Princess and the Motorcycle Hauler.

"I could tell that as more of the cars were being restored, deep down Big Daddy knew that … 'Hey, it's my name, but my kid pulled me out of bed, splashed water on my face and said, "Hey, we're going back on tour."'"

Roth and his father began rebuilding models together, and Big Daddy began appearing with his cars at car shows again and revived some of the old T-shirt designs and merchandise that had made him a legend decades ago. As a manager of an auto parts store, Roth was able to help Big Daddy with parts that he needed to build his new hot rods. The walls of his home shrine are littered with old faxes of drawings that his father would send him with salivating Rat Fink cartoons requesting steering wheels and tail lights. Little air bubbles over the cartoon's mouth were full of amusing questions like "what's your crazy dad up to now?"

But by the late '90s, Roth's brothers Howard and Dennis — both artists and hot rod builders in their own right — clashed with Big Daddy over the rights to operate Roth Studios, which their mother had owned since the divorce. Big Daddy refused to let them have it, sparking a court battle that resulted in him suing his sons and his ex-wife. He won the fight shortly before his death in 2001.

Surrounded by his dad's legacy, Roth feels an obligation to ensure that this unique slice of Southern California pop history is remembered and enjoyed by future generations. Roth said he would like to get the bulk of the collection into a museum. Exhibitions about Kustom Kulture and its effect have been done, most notably at the Laguna Art Museum.

Besides Big Daddy's art, Roth's collection provides a visceral sense of his dad's personality jumping out at you like a lick of flame from one of his hot rods — a free spirit, a showman, a prankster, a dad.

"He was always a showman," Roth said. "He likened himself to a P.T. Barnum in the hot rod world. He wasn't the lady with the beard, the man covered in tattoos or some sideshow act. He was the one at the center of it all, the guy who ran the circus."

nathan.jackson@latimes.com
Copyright © 2011, Los Angeles Times

http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/la-et-big-daddy-20111227,0,4747407.story