Today, we have a quick little doodlewash of this Velocifero Scooter, because I’ve always wanted a scooter and happened to be thinking of them. Saying, “I’ve always wanted one” means that I like the idea of them and think they look cool. It’s most likely a side effect of all those people you see in movies, riding them down some narrow street in Italy, effortlessly zooming past ancient fountains and making the entire experience seem magical. That said, the idea of actually being exposed to the elements for any length of time while moving at a speed any faster than walking isn’t super enticing for me. So, as is the case with many dreams, I’ll simply leave them in my sketchbook.
When I was in college, one of my good friends owned a motorcycle. I thought it would be cool to ride with her and so one day I hopped on the back and we took a little drive. It was absolutely wonderful. An early morning trip that was met with watching the sun rise. Not because we were “morning people” but because, like most college students, we simply hadn’t slept all night and were bored with studying. Later though, when my car broke down 30 minutes from my home, she came to rescue me on that same motorcycle. This time, we were zooming down the freeway at a much less leisurely speed and the lack of windshield meant my face was being pelted with bugs, who had somehow transformed themselves into tiny bullets. All of the magic disappeared.
I love to fantasize about things, and I realize as I get older than oftentimes the fantasy is much better than the reality. It’s fun to put the idea of something on paper as though you’ve just made a major purchase. For the price of just a little paint and some ink, I can finally have my little scooter. And all without the danger of being caught out in the rain on it. I often work from photo references because of this. I don’t want to simply paint what’s within reach. Sometimes I just want to explore what’s on my mind. Walking through a world of ideas and images that I may never meet in person, but can at least capture in the pages of my trusty little sketchbook.