Vintage
It makes me want to go somewhere. The vintage feel, the mood. I always liked the idea of classic motorcycles. No, not Harleys, none of the things attached either. That's not my style. The idea stems from another time, another place... Even though I'm not sure where and when. It involves countryside, English perhaps, early century gear. I've been thinking of the perfect movie.
It doesn't exist yet. There are blueprints in my head, glimpses of what it may look like. So many ideas. It's my kind of creativity, my idea of what can, should be done. I'm in the right place with absolutely no network and little ambition that goes beyond running the business. Never was one of those tragic figures who come to Los Angeles for Hollywood and end up washing dishes, waiting tables, and sleeping on park benches. It's not what I came here for, far from it, lol. But something tells me I should put more thought into it, more time... If for no one else, for myself. "Man muss was vor sich bringen, Ideen aufs Papier bringen!", Paul used to say. Wherever he is, I hope he's okay.