Posts Tagged ‘35mm’

Eddie

Wednesday, November 20th, 2013

DANGER

Track Provincial Championships, 2012. Eddie ‘Danger’ Reid avec donuts.

Donuts Forever

Saturday, November 9th, 2013

DONUTS FOREVER

Donuts. Sometime last summer in Demo Forest.

STUD MUFFIN

Wednesday, September 25th, 2013

THIS GUY

Working through some images to make some printed materials, and I just find this guy. THIS GUY MAN.

THESE GUYS

Monday, May 13th, 2013

THE BEST

THEY ARE SO CUTE

May 10/2013

Saturday, May 11th, 2013

THIS GUY GUYS

GUYS: THIS GUY.

POSTCARD #1

Monday, April 15th, 2013

ZOOM ZOOM

Svein Tuft and Andrew Pinfold exiting the hairpin turn at the 2012 Gastown Grand Prix.

I’ve posted on instagram that I’ve made some postcards to try and help coping with the financial stress of bicycle racing, and quite frankly living in Vancouver. If you’re interested in purchasing a postcard of the above image, from a numbered edition of fifty, please shoot me an email dylandaviesphoto(at)gmail.com. They are 5$ each if you’re in the Vancouver area and I can deliver them personally. If you’re from out of town they are 6.25$ so I can buy a stamp and envelope to send it to you.

If I can sell most of this series, I will make another edition of 50 of another image I shot during Superweek 2012, repeating the process until I race the 2013 edition.

And if you can help spread this page/link to friends of yours that might be interested in supporting a Vancouver artist/cyclist I would super appreciate it!

April 4, 2013

Friday, April 5th, 2013

SHRED

This tire was new before the CMWC qualifiers, this is after the main race.

March 23, 2013

Sunday, March 24th, 2013

HAY GURRRL

Across from my Aunt and Uncle’s.

March 22, 2013

Saturday, March 23rd, 2013

DETROIT

Ian’s and my own bike outside of a closed up factory. Detroit.

Today is the day I stopped being a bicycle courier. I didn’t stop because you can’t make any money, I didn’t stop because of the rain, I didn’t stop because sometimes I have nightmares of radios and car accidents, I didn’t stop because sometimes it makes me a bitter asshole, I didn’t stop because someone else told me to and I definitely didn’t stop because I bought a suit and figured out how the stock exchange really works.

I stopped working on the bike because working on the bike showed me that I have potential to be a really good bicycle racer. How good a bicycle racer is yet to be seen, but I can’t find out until I really try it out. If you understand how training for racing works, you’ll understand that riding 24 hours a week, just for work, and then being expected to race for 3.5 hours with guys who really train, who can afford bikes, nutrition, rest days… is a tall order. Let alone can you finish with the main pack, or maybe even try to win. And then you’re supposed to do that twice, or three times in the same weekend…. and go back to slinging packages the next day.

I stopped being a bicycle courier to see if I can fully realize what I can do on a bike. It’s going to give me the chance to explore a few other avenues that have been simmering too long on back burners, whether in coffee, photography or any number of other projects I’ve been holding onto since I was in school.

The photo of Ian and my bike in Detroit would never have happened if I weren’t a bicycle courier, if I didn’t go to the CMWCs in Chicago and if this were the only moment and memory bicycle couriering left me, I’d be happy. But I’ve been left with five years filled with photos, friends, stories, trips and just moments.

Love what you do, respect what you do, remember where you came from, and don’t let assholes in elevators get you down.

March 20, 2013

Thursday, March 21st, 2013

CUTE AS ALL HELL

If you’re going to realize you only took one photo of your brother and his son, at least you realize also that it’s cute as all damn hell. Miss these guys.