Bikeworks

Bikeworks Tommy and Laura_sideview

I will never forget that feeling I had when I got my first bike: FREEDOM!  So many childhood memories start and finish with me on that bike.  It may have been an old hand me down Redline from my older brothers, but to me it was the newest and coolest wheels on the block.  I was FREE!  Free to go where I wanted.  Free to make decisions: do I turn left, right, up the hill, or through the mud puddles.  I learned to pick myself up, but only after figuring out that gravity works.  I was in a bicycle gang.  There were three of us.  We were 9, and we ruled!  I broke myself as many times as I broke that bike.  Yet both of us managed to bounce back and ride another day.

I wanted these pieces to be free and wild, mixed with excitement, danger, and beauty, just like that first ride.

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Electronic Nights

Electronic Nights 4_close upby Shawn Christopher

Fat Boy Slim changed my life.  Yup, I said it.  Fat Boy Slim saved me!  I’ll never forget hearing him on MTV (back when they played music on MTV) for the first time.  I ran to my local music shop and asked Rob, the owner, to order it for me that day.  This opened the door for me that lead me to all forms of electronic music.

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As Mother Intended

asmotherintended2by Shawn Christopher

I used no stains, sealers, or dyes in this project. It is comprised of exotic woods and slate, natural and untampered with. I arranged them in an aesthetically pleasing way, but that was the beginning and end of my meddling. I left them the way Mother Nature intended them to be.

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Ode to Roger

 

odetoroger5Sculpture by Shawn Christopher

I fell in love with nature and machines at a young age.

Strange I know, but you see, my father was a logger, and I was his shadow. Learning about Mother Nature and machinery just kinda went hand and hand with my father.

In this project, the two became intertwined.

I owe a lot to my father. The least I could do was honor him with my art. View the entire collection here. Ode to Roger.

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