Showing posts with label wood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wood. Show all posts

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Handmade custom bike rack in Burma

Today's bike rack selection comes from a very special gal, Samantha (Ms. Finke if you're nasty)... she provided a veritable buffet of bike rack from Burma on a recent trip, where the variety is just astonishing. Don't believe me? Just take a look and tell me you're not blown away from the types of bike rack here.

The variety to the left is from the Swhedagon Palace in Rangoon. Very fancy - as bike rack in a palace would be - and intricate.

Slightly fancy. Just a little... 

Next up, some silver bike rack. While this similar to what we'd call the normal bike rack, the lines are horizontal and gussied up with a little bit of decoration. Ever so slightly fancy!
I am definitely saving some of the best for last though.  Feast your eyes upon these beauties (and I'm not just talking about S. Temaat or N. Kaine, either) - handmade. Teak. Custom. Bike rack.

Okay, I hear what you are saying. "But this isn't bike rack. This is barricade. You can't chain your bike to this!! That's breaking a rule!!" Fine, whatever. But it's in the spirit of bike rack, and serving the same purpose. And it's beautiful. So top bitching and check it out!


Ms. Temaat, giving this stuff a hearty thumbs up. I mean, who wouldn't want this at home to partition some stuff off? It'd make a very lovely headboard.





And to finish this post up, Mr. Kaine, giving us his best GQ pose. Nice work, everyone. Who knew the Burmese would really step up their bike rack game??

For showing who is who in the world of bike rack - THREE bicycles out of four, one of each of my dear friends featured in this post. 

Monday, March 26, 2012

Breezy bike rack from Belize

It's kind of cold where I am today, so I thought a little sunny shot from S.Moss (of Gaff Tape Around the World fame) from her super fabulous vacation in Belize last month. Jealous much? Yeah. I am.

Anyway, she snapped this from Caye Caulker, which is causing me to have trouble focusing on my normal work. How can you when all you can think of is the warm, gentle breezes blowing through this old bike rack, which is charmingly crafted out of wood and worn down in a very shabby-chic kind of way. I half expect this to show up on Pinterest as "bike rack I want at my wedding" on someone's, uh, pinboard? (Side note - I refuse to look at Pinterest because my mother is obsessed and I just can't imagine us loving the same website. I am screwed if she starts reading the AV Club.)

So, thanks again to Miss Moss. For bike rack that is not only tropical, breezy and nestled into sun-warmed sand: I think it merits a FOUR bicycles out of four.