It began before I even really knew what mountain biking was. I'd just moved to the town we now live in, and found this sort of hidden away park that was a big cool woods with trails winding through it. Frankly, I didn't believe people actually rode bikes on parts of this trail that were tricky to even hike, but it was gorgeous over there and I began spending a lot of time walking and running the trail.
This all led to me being asked if I felt like adding a piece of my art to the trail, by another dedicated rider/volunteer who was donating a bridge before moving out of state, just to show his appreciation of the place. I was super happy to oblige and knew immediately I wanted that old race car to be part of the project. Rich okay'd the removal of the parts, and even helped me haul it all out. So here's what Tina started out looking like.
As usual, there was also a little goofing around. Heh heh.
A good friend recently said she thought Tina did look like me, but it was more her vibe. "She looks calm, but you can tell there's this wildness radiating out from just beneath the surface." I kind of liked that, because I do feel like that a lot-- like the wild part is trying to claw its way out, and I feel I put a lot of *me* in this sculpture.
We had to cut it shorter and flatten out the stump.
And when I say we, I mean Rich. I *supervised* this portion of the install.
Then *we* had to drill a bunch of holes.
Tah-dahhhhh! Tina in her brand new home!
After all, me and Tina are all about spreading good vibes. :)