This past weekend, some of my family was in town to celebrate my husband’s birthday a little early. And while we were waiting to start dinner, my mom told a few stories about when my brother and I were young, and the crazy things we use to do.
Long story short, I was reminded of the time that I made the mistake of roller skating down a huge hill while also attempting to ride my bike, when I was nine. Let’s just say, it didn’t end well. But the point is, it was a learning experience that I’ll never forget. And to me, bikes represent that playful coming of age nostalgia that we all reminisce about from time to time.
So for today’s fine art feature, I have a little bicycle roundup…
Care to share your fondest childhood bike memory?
*top image via Allan Peters