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Welling Court Mural Project 2019

Posted in Uncategorized on June 9, 2019 by Pat Regan

The Welling Court area in Astoria Queens is a disappearing treasure. Another urban art mecca is not fading away for lack of great enthusiastic artists, but like 5 Points, fresh forbidden walls of new developments are replacing the walls which were once welcome canvases for some of NYC’s greatest artists of the streets. The Welling Court Mural Project is an annual event where Carpe Diem is the spirit as the neighborhood is transformed by the new ideas and applied skills of accomplished aerosol artists.

This peeling mess below was how SPONE’s wall looked on Thursday.

By Saturday it was blasting with color as can be seen behind this plugged in gamer.

DAZE and CRASH seem to be absent again today.

Queen Andrea was a no show as well. I believe she recently completed the Bowery Wall on Houston Street this month.

CEY goes way back. Today he is working on his piece just to the left of Queen Andrea’s spot.

CEY in action.

Joe Iurato usually works in black and white with minimal color as he did in this last collaboration with Rubin415.

This year blues and reds pop around his mural with an homage to Keith Haring.

This event brings together icons from the roots of graffiti and hip hop as Kool Kyle interviews one of the subways former vandals.

There were quite a few old subway bombers from the 70’s here today. Below Snake rips a tag in someone’s book.

Not sure if this is promoting Bushwick Collective or mocking it.

I’m not really fond of felines, but I do like City Kitty.

Marc Maniac at work on Thursday.

He is collaborating with Chris Soria and Ian Cinco.

The piece was coming together by Saturday.

Ian Cinco threads through Soria’s geometric maze.

And look at that…this little angel below was the model for that angel above. I believe it’s Marc’s kid.

My Bonnie sits on the corner of Welling Court as the world around transforms.

CERNESTO below seems to paints organically. I feel the painting just grows to his liking. I’m not sure about his methods, but I like his style.

You can see beyond the hydrant things have changed dramatically.

To the left of the hydrant NYSEE has transformed his wall as well. On Thursday it was all about Gratitude.

By Saturday afternoon a Mickey Mouse KAWS-like figure developed. I actually heard a rumor saying that KAWS was doing a piece for this years project.

I think I know who started the rumor.


This devilish Yankee figure from last year was also making a transformation.

You can still see the fiery orange hair and the eyes on the left hand of this Aztec deity taking over this wall.

And later.


The left side of this corner is reserved for RWK (Robots Will Kill crew). No one has shown up yet to do a 2019 mural. The painting you see now is by VENG from 2018. The year before it was CHRIS RWK.

TOO FLY was laying down her outlines and beginning some spray on Thursday. And SINNED to the left had made his mark.

By Saturday her traditional blues and purples were layering over Thursday’s sketch.

SINNED continued his piece on Saturday.

This wall is around a narrow corner from the CRASH, DAZE and CEY wall. The Welling Court area has a couple tight triangular blocks so the corner here is acute like the bow of a ship.

FUMERO had a minimalist piece this year. I am wondering if there is more to come.

Trump on Thursday.

Adopt a pet on Saturday.

Adam Dare and some butterfly eyes remained as they were.

This is Thursday.

On Saturday, the wall to the right was covered over as seen below.

This piece around the corner has been shown respect for a couple years now. Been there since 2017.

You can see an artist on his ladder down the block.

That guy on the ladder is covering up this De Niro from last year…

…with this James Cagney today.

KIDLEW was wrapping up his piece early when I passed by on Thursday.

Here it is Saturday with the garage door closed.

A reflective gate across the street.

On Thursday this artist was hand painting Whoopi Goldberg on a small wall down the street from KIDLEW.

Below is the completed wall today. If you look closely you can see a guy sizing up a ladder in the background above Whoopi’s head. Turns out he sized it up a little too far from the wall. A few moments later, SLAM! He and the ladder were laying flat on the ground. He had a quick lesson in physics, friction, and gravity.

This You Know Me turned out to be prophetic. As I was checking out the #You Know Me wall, my friend Roxy surprised me from behind. She and her family were headed to a carnival in Astoria Park.

I spoke to Sara Erenthal for a minute. I like her work. I see it all over the city.

It looks like she is painting the eye. Actually she is painting over the eye. She was not happy with her circle and one of the lashes.

As I was leaving the neighborhood I noticed Sara Erenthal had left her mark on a mattress someone was throwing out.

I went north a bit to check out the carnival Roxy told me about.

Some nice homes in Northern Astoria.

The Robert Francis Kennedy Bridge.

The carnival was packed and definitely for the kids, so I briefly walked through and back out.

Bushwick Collective 2019

Posted in Uncategorized on June 2, 2019 by Pat Regan

Wow! Until I saw the date of the last post, I hadn’t realized how long I’ve been away from this site and riding in general. Sometimes life interferes with the the things we like to do best. I have been out and about town a few times, but nothing to mention. Anyway, today I went for a short ride to Brooklyn. The 8th Annual Bushwick Collective Block Party was taking place today. On the way I saw this Adam Dare piece again on Grand Street, only this time it had a big space for rent sign over part of it. Nothing lasts.

I continued down Metropolitan Avenue and crossed the bridge. Then as I always do, I took a right turn too early. Eventually I zig zagged back to Flushing Avenue then on to the Block Party. I got this T-shirt (Below).

Various streets were closed. So I went the wrong way up a one way street and found a nice spot to park. After seeing this photo below I realized that my inspection sticker is peeling away from the fork. This is a problem with the fork on the T120 (at least in NY). NY law requires that the inspection sticker is adhered to the fork directly. Plates screwed to the bike for that purpose are not allowed. The forks on the new T120 are textured and the inspection stickers just won’t stay on there.

I thought this event may be the same as the Bushwick open studios day. It’s not. This is the block party like it says. The open studios event is in September.

But it’s not like the typical generic block party you find in Manhattan. The Bushwick Collective Block Party has DJ’s, rappers, and musical artists blasting music throughout the day on a stage just to the right of the photo above. And there is the art. Many of the neighborhood walls get repainted for the block party as they do at Miami’s Wynwood Walls or Welling Court in Queens, NY which takes place next week. Below is a great big Biggie mural by Urban Ruben.

There were other artists painting live. I saw some body painting artists, but the bodies did not command any photos.

This performer pushing and pulling a plethora of pink paraphernalia ended up doing a bizarre street show.

This guy was working on a wall.

Below is the work of an artist I like very much. His name is Sipros (Wellington Naberezny Sipros). He is from Sao Paolo, Brazil. This is his latest piece made for the block party.

I’ve been following his work for years. This Salvador Dali is my neighborhood.

The next 3 were in Bushwick in past years.

Much to my surprise, Sipros was there in the flesh. It was a pleasure to meet this artist that I admire.


Hey Pig!

Posted in Uncategorized on February 5, 2019 by Pat Regan

What a glorious day to break in the Chinese New Year. Year of the Pig! It was an unusually warm day in February. The Department of Education has recently made the Chinese New Year a holiday for schools in NYC, making this teacher happy. When I left for work last week it was 3 degrees outside. Really! 3 degrees! This day the sun greeted the lunar new year and the temperature broke 60.

I hopped on the bike and went to look for a place that I read about. It was once called Cliff Dale Manor. It now lies in ruins along the Palisades Cliffs. To get there I crossed the GWB and headed north on the Palisades Pkwy. I first pulled over at the Rockefeller Lookout. In the background on the upper right, you can see the northernmost tip of Manhattan as the Harlem River branches off from the Hudson.

As you look from this point you can see the skyscrapers of the city fade into the southern sky. Can you imagine: That’s what Sully was staring down when he landed the plane.

The cliffs here are serious. It’s a long way down. Large sheets of ice move along the currents of the Hudson River far below.

I moved on to the next lookout. It’s called Alpine Lookout. From what I read, I can walk north through the woods between the parkway and the cliffs and I will find the ruins of the old Cliff Dale Manor. I walked along a spongey, freshly thawed path following the footsteps of shoes, paws, and hooves. After a little less than a mile, I saw the gray walls of the old home in the background.

Here is how it used to look.

The mansion belonged to George A. Zabriskie. He made a name for himself in the flour business, working for Pillsbury flour mills. The fifteen-room manor house called Cliff Dale was built in 1911. Constructed of native stone on a 25-acre estate high atop the cliffs of the Palisades, this was just one of many mansions that used to line “Millionaire’s Row.” Today all that remains of those stately mansions are some foundations, with the exception of Cliff Dale. Here the two-story ruins of the foundation and some surrounding landscaping still exist.

The rest of this place was torn down in 1939. John D. Rockefeller Jr. bought many of the old mansions along the Palisades and gave them back to the state on condition that they demolished them and allow the area to return to its natural state.

Below is a look between the two existing levels.

These are the only interior stairs that remain.

The crumbling walls are covered with graffiti on each level.

The largest existing wall has 4 framed windows.

The same 4 windows from above can be seen in the lowest part of the house below.

At the bottom left in the photo above are the stairs I am sitting on in the photo below.

The old basement is filled with rubble making it an uncomfortable crawl space.

Above that crawl space is some of the original tiled floor.

You’d better watch your step as you walk around this level as there are ankle snapping craters all around. Some more obvious than others.

From the top level, you can see where a column once stood overlooking the Hudson River.

Other columns can be found scattered around the property.

I stuck my camera down one of those holes. You can see the room filled with graffiti through the window.

I’d like to return and explore some more. Like a dope, I didn’t bring any water. I thought about going down the ravine where there may be more to see, but I figured I’d better get back to the bike and continue the journey.

Through the ruins, up the curved steps to the spongey path and back to the bike.

After crossing the GWB back into the city I went North instead of my usual route back downtown. I rode to the northernmost tip of Manhattan that I pointed out previously along the Harlem River.

The big “C” represents Columbia University.

Through the archway of that bridge are the cliffs in NJ where I had parked in the first photo at Rockefeller Lookout.

This area of Manhattan is known as Inwood. Below is the Dyckman Farmhouse. The Dyckman family lived at this location before the Revolutionary War. They fled during the war and the British burned down their home. They returned after the war and built this house in the early 1780s. Unfortunately, the house was closed to the public today.

Behind the house is the replica of a Hessian hut as they would have built while assisting the British during the Revolutionary War. There was a Hessian soldier encampment of more than 60 huts like this on the Dyckman Farm during the British occupation.

Here is how it looked inside through the dark screened window.

I rode downtown on Riverside Drive where I passed Grant’s Tomb.

As I neared home the Winter’s sun had dropped, peeking through an architectural window made by an overhanging building. Pretty cool!

Happy New Year Piggies!

Happy New Year 2019

Posted in Uncategorized on January 1, 2019 by Pat Regan

I want to wish everyone a very happy, peaceful, and prosperous new year!

New Years Day in NYC brought some warm weather! Despite a cold I have been battling all week, I bundled up and went for a ride. I got a late start. It was a struggle to get out but glad I did once I hopped on the bike and headed toward a tunnel. I live on an island so any ride worth taking will involve a tunnel or a bridge.

I opted for the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel. I was going to Floyd Bennett Field via Coney Island. I took the Belt Parkway around and under the Verrazano Narrows Bridge. It was warm for January 1st but it was a bit cooler along the waters and the wind was kicking.

I exited at Coney Island. Surf Ave is chewed up and closed between Nathans and the Ford Amphitheater so I had to ride around to Stillwell by the subway station. This is where you find the amusement park. There were a lot of people around. It didn’t occur to me until I got home that they do the Polar Bear Club swim here on New Years Day.

As I stopped at a red light and looked around, an unexpected gust nearly knocked me over. I wasn’t expecting it and it seriously pushed the bike toward my right. You know, just enough to remind you of what’s to come as the coastal adventure continues.

Floyd Bennett Field is an old airport at the end of Flatbush Avenue. I like it here. Today it was more or less a destination. I hadn’t been out here with the new bike.

I have explored this place before along with nearby Dead Horse Bay. I was hoping to do some exploring today but I could feel the temperatures dropping and I was a good 45 minutes from home. So my “on foot” adventure for today was limited to sticking my head through a couple of broken windows.

Before I left the field, I had a look at the water. I was really tempted to cross that bridge and explore more by the ocean, but like I said I’ve been fighting a cold and it was time to head home.

I was just happy to have a day to hop on the bike in January! In the city, you see lots of ads and flyers of places that will winterize your bike. Drain it and let it sit with a trickle charge. I say no way! And days like today are the reason why.

There is always something to look forward to.

Speaking of looking forward. I was seeing how a Bonneville T120 would fit in a Ram Promaster 2500. I did all the measurements and then dreamed of the possibilities.


Thanksgiving Ride.

Posted in Uncategorized on November 25, 2018 by Pat Regan

Thanksgiving itself was well below freezing in NYC this year. But Sunday warmed up to above 50 degrees, so I took a little ride about town.

I headed over to Bushwick. There were some pieces I hadn’t seen before.

RIS Crew did this nice family portrait of the Simpsons. It was cool how it dripped onto the sidewalk giving me a parking platform.

Sipros Sipros is a favorite of mine. He has a cool Salvador Dali piece a few blocks from me.

Roll Up Brooklyn (386 Jefferson St.), is a cool garage if you need a place to keep your bike. $185 gives you 24/7 access and a place to work on your bike.

Inside bikes lined both walls. Here is a Triumph mingling with all kinds of other makes and models.

This chopper closed out the other side. Here is a short article about the place.

This mural sign and painting company wasn’t here the last time I passed. It is completely covered with a NYC aquatic attack theme.

Crossing the creek on Grand Street I hung to the right and headed west on Metropolitan Avenue. There I found this great Kenny Scharf painting.

See the red creature just behind my bike? His name is Scary Guy. This is the artist Kenny Scharf below. He recently signed my sculpture of Scary Guy.

He even turned the P in my name into a character. Thanks Kenny!

Before finishing out this post, let me take you back a few weeks. I was invited down to Electric Lady Studios.

I rode down to the studio and met my friend Steve. Steve used to be a sound tech there. We had some great times at the studio, but I hadn’t been there in a while.

Let’s take a step inside and have a look around at the studio Jimi Hendrix built.

Above is the view from within the sound booth. Below is Studio A. Rock n Roll royalty has recorded in this space.

Here is a close up of the mural on the back wall in the studio.

Other ethereal psychedelic paintings line the halls.

Many advances were made in the studio since the times I used to hang here, but fortunately, they kept the original design and artwork intact.

The bathrooms are covered in collage from old magazines.

Later in the evening was listening party for Ray Angry’s new album.

Here is Ray with a special guest. Yes, it’s Lauryn Hill.

Well, I expect that temperatures will be dropping as the winter approaches. The rides will come with less frequency for a while. But one never knows. There should be a good day here and there.

Until then, Happy Holidays!

Where Have You Been All My Life?

Posted in Uncategorized on October 14, 2018 by Pat Regan

I took a ride up north a bit on the first chilly weekend of the new season. In my eagerness to take a ride, I really didn’t consider many seasonal preparations. I mean, I put on an extra layer under my jacket. But, I left the ventilation zippers open. I didn’t even consider long johns, and by the time I got to the Palisades Parkway, my hands were getting cold.

I knew there was a button somewhere on my bars that would activate a gadget that I had never experienced before. The new T120 has more buttons, gadgets, and electronics than I am used to and I haven’t completely oriented myself yet.

Then I found it. It’s a discreet little button just to the right of the hand grip on the left handlebar. Heated grips!

This was my first time riding with heated grips! It’s amazing! No more stopping and hugging the engine to stay warm. My hands were toasty! Where have you been all my life?

When I first took a road trip with my brother back in 2009, he had heated grips. I didn’t think too much about it then, and I never really have since. I’ve just dealt with what I had and roughed it. But DAMN! These things are great! One of these days I may even charge my phone on the USB thing under the seat! More electronic adjustments. This time good ones.

I was riding north to Elmsford, NY to check out a bike show.

Prestige Custom Cycles is a bike shop in Elmsford. They were having an event today featuring some local motorcycle artists. I wanted to see what they had to offer.

The artist’s work was located in a building beyond the one you see in the photo above. The paintings, drawings, and photos hung on a fence that surrounded the perimeter walls. In the center of the space were some customized bikes.

I recognized one name, Jimmy Frizzell. That’s his work on the left and on the table. He and his brother are both artists of the motorcycle genre. George his brother, works in oil paint. Jimmy works more with line. I have one of George’s paintings (below).

Another artist at this event was Richard Fuggetta AKA Rockabilly Richie. He paints in a realistic pin-up style a la Mel Ramos.

I was considering purchasing this knucklehead painting.

I didn’t buy it. But I liked his work. It was more inspiring than anything else and made me want to go home and paint.

Ken Geiger AKA Mad Stork was displaying some of his photos and there were a few other artists.

One artist that wasn’t mentioned ahead of the event was Richie Pan. His wife Cindy was there displaying some of Ritchie’s artwork as well.

I saw a lot of Richie ‘PAN’ Panera’s work at the Buffalo Chip in Sturgis a few years ago, like this Knucklehead above. The steel frame is excellent! Richie was a tattoo artist by trade, but he also worked with a brush.

As I said before, the artwork surrounded some customized bikes lined up in the center of the room.

The Beast looked to be an old Harley from the late 20’s.

This Flathead with the Johnny Cash salute was a Prestige build.

This early 20’s Henderson closed it out.

It was a nice small event and a great reason to get out of the hectic city. Hopefully, the fall will bring some mild weekends for some adventures before it gets too cold.

I took Route 9A all the way back to the city. I zipped up those ventilation flaps and was loving those heated grips! When I got home a package had arrived. I got a fly screen for the bike. The selection for flyscreens is more limited for the T120 than the T100. I really liked the T100 screen that wrapped around the headlight. We’ll see how this looks on the new bike soon. The screen is much darker than the one you see on the box.

Given the artwork theme of this post, I will display a drawing I did and wish everyone a very Happy Halloween!

Indian Larry Block Party 2018

Posted in Uncategorized on September 15, 2018 by Pat Regan

Hey Brooklyn! It’s that time of year again. With the summer creeping to an end, the Indian Larry Block Party came out in force.

I parked my bike amongst the many lined streets of motorcycle-only parking.

It was much more lively this year than it’s been in a while.

I’ve got to say, there were more bikes and more clubs showing their colors than I have seen here in a long time, as well as plenty of cops. And everyone was cool. The cops seemed to revel in the event as they let guys do wheelies and burnouts up and down multiple streets in North Williamsburg.

This three-wheeled ride was cool. The trike is some type of hybrid. It both pedals and has an engine.

And he recognizes that riding on two wheels is even better.

This sweet Chevy came whipping around the corner for a quick shot!

I caught this beauty from the rear as well. Nice!

Helmet laws in NY are of course strictly enforced.

Timo was here again from the Great White North.

He makes excellent leather and travel gear for bikes. Mad Squirrel Leather. Check it out:

Last year Timo had his chopper alongside his stand. Since then, that bike nearly killed him. His kickstand dropped while he was on a twisty left curve. That sucker dug into the pavement and sent him and the bike flying end-over-end into a ditch.

Below is a photo (I took last year) of the Banana, the bike that threw him. You can see some of his work in the wickedly woven seat and the vertical duffle he calls a nutsack.

This shovel has a dedication to Richie Pan on the air filter.

I saw a sticker on a bike earlier in the day that said: “rust is a color”. This bike below is out to prove it.

This is Gloria Struck. She is in the AMA Hall of Fame and has been riding for over 75 years. At 93, she is still riding!

She signed a copy of her book for me today.

To Pat, Safe riding and live your dreams! Best wishes Gloria.

Thank you, Gloria.

Below is the photo that David Uhl used to do the painting that is on the cover of Gloria”s book.

Another artist, Makoto Endo was in attendance.

Here he paints in his unique style using chopsticks as his brush.

I bumped into my friend Cliff as well today. I first met Cliff at a pow-wow in Montana in 2009 while riding cross country.

Cliff is a strong-minded spiritual dude. Below is Cliff when I met him. While I was still rubbing my eyes from another late night, he had already run in a race and was entertaining some of the local kids by providing himself as target practice.

In addition to being Pres & Founder of REDRUM Motorcycle Club and former Golden Gloves champ, Cliff is the Cultural Director at Redhawk Native American Arts Council.  He organizes numerous pow-wows and gatherings in the tri-state area. Join Cliff for a Re-thinking about Columbus Day on Randall’s Island, October 7th and 8th.

The history of Columbus our students are taught in the United States is a glorified, hugely edited, fluffy depiction of what took place in 1492 and the years thereafter. The story we are commonly taught comes from a biography of Columbus written by Washington Irving. Washington Irving, the author of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. The story of a headless horseman, a pumpkinhead. A fairy tale. At the time Irving’s story about Columbus fit a narrative that this country wanted to promote. It was adapted and became the story told in most American History books thereafter. The truth of Columbus’s story is a horrific and tragic tale that left blood and carnage everywhere he and his men set foot.

History is the truth. The truth matters. Re-think. Re-Learn.

A ’69 327 SS Camaro. Sometimes 4 wheels are nice too.

A hardtail frame and no springs on that seat. Better hope for a smooth ride.

This dude was enjoying a chill moment on his vintage Triumph.

Engine envy!

The rocking sounds of Judas Priestess.

The Stinky Pinky is a classic 70’s Triumph chopper.

Richie Pan’s bike had some Angels looking over it.

It was a nice day for the block party. With news of hurricane Florence to the south occupying most weather reports, today was a fine day in Brooklyn with just enough cloud to sun ratio to make for a festive gathering.

This bike below was obviously a head turner. I think it’s an Indian Larry build.

After Larry’s Block Party I stopped at the Triumph dealer for a minute, then headed back across the bridge to Manhattan. Good day!