WORK OF HEART

I could never restore a classic adventure bike. I lack the necessary mechanical and intellectual skills. I’m impetuous, impulsive, impatient, every other character flaw beginning with ‘im’, plus I never remember where I put anything. When I photographed Lance’s bikes I left a ballhead off a tripod and a flash stand in his immaculate garage and he had to mail them back to me. So, no, I’ll never restore anything larger than a matchbox, and why would anyone do that?

I mention this only because state of mind interests me. I have endless patience for photographic detail but mechanical stuff annoys me. That’s my state of mind. The way I see it, inanimate objects wage war against me, but to a man like Lance Turnley, they never