Wednesday, February 23, 2011


 No excuses necessary.  
World travels with The Vintagent... 
Slipping past armored doors into
outrageous stables.
An all-access ticket. 
 We must take something!  We must have some!
What shall we steal?  
Reflected from metal.  
Carried away, in our pockets, little metal boxes.
 We own nothing, nothing will save us from dissipation.
Our stolen light
As precious as the thing itself,
And a lot less me on this one.
To own is to be owned.
To possess is to be possessed.
Be free, and love the thing of beauty for what it is
and not because you think you own it.
You own nothing
but your character, your work, and your actions.
 This is what lives beyond you,
while your possessions move to other hands,
like faithless lovers.

But, oh lord!  Are they beautiful!


trent reker said...

somebody smoked pot tonight. maybe a bottle of wine?

gorgeous pix, paul!

James M. Sims said...

Absolutely wonderful Paul. Keep it up!surnis

SpatsMacGee said...

Wow, a woman on a motorcycle wearing appropriate riding clothing. The Vintagent is pure class.

ElSolitarioMC said...

impressive engineering madness.
Thx Paul!

ElSolitarioMC said...


GuitarSlinger said...

The photos . Exquisite !

The Text . Profound !

Words of Wisdom all would do well to follow ..

Brilliant ! Glad Shinya's site sent me your way .

A Sincere Thank You . I needed those words in this difficult week.

macfly said...

What an amazing collection, thanks for sharing!

brian b said...

A retrospective as well as rumination?

Anonymous said...

Gorgeous pictures Pablo! This made my morning. -JZ

gwen said...

yes was it wine or weed or women?
nice poetry.

Ward said...

I need some explanation of the hub with the hydraulic cylinders or?

somer said...

Nice "art of the engine" shots.

Tammie said...


Anonymous said...

Genius. ...when your big coffee table sized book is published, I want an autographed copy. Cheers, mate.

The Vintagent said...

@Ward; that's an 1895 Millet motorcycle, built by Mssr. Darracq, later of racing car fame. Four-stroke, 5 cylinder, and you can see it at the Musée des Arts et Metiers in Paris, along with a sister machine of 1 year later. Very Victorian-era stuff, but typical French of the era, ie, way ahead of anyone else.

Anonymous said...

I could stare at that janitorial collection of photos for a very long time. Great job! Much appreciated.

-Paul E.

Anonymous said...

Awesome pics and prose!

Tammie S.

Anonymous said...

Wow. Lots of new desktop background material. Thanks !

Anonymous said...


Aurel D.

Anonymous said...

the old and the young
Mark D

Anonymous said...

You are great, Paul! Thanks! Denislav V.

Anonymous said...

rt inspired by art. Thank you.

- Nick VDW

Anonymous said...

awesome blog site. Coban Coban

Anonymous said...

Lovely !!!


Anonymous said...

Thank you!

Randy N.S.

Anonymous said...

Thanks again, Paul. In the 2-3 years I've been enjoying your site, I've learned an incredible amount about such creative engineering, and vintage.
You appreciate it... and we appreciate you. -Mark Z

barry robin said...

hay'a there paul-
loved the pictures-and writing, as usual.
sorry i've been out of touch for a while; i'll try to do better.

captk said...

Fantastic Paul the shots are great,the art of the vintage bike lives.Keep them on the road I say.

uniplmr1 said...

Yes. Yes they are.

Anonymous said...

Dear Paul,

Thanks so very much for "The Vintagent," a treasure trove of images, history and perspective. What great things motorcycles; products of so much creative talent, all in the name of how to get two wheels to go, and preferably go fast!

Best wishes,

Gordon B
Santa Fe, New Mexico USA

YZ400BEN said...

Why the words, when the images are so eloquent? Do you have verbal diarrhea?

Steven said...

Great pictures, great writing, I always look forward to your blog post.


McQueen Racing said...


The Vintagent said...

@YZ400Ben; thanks for the compliment regarding the images, and yes, I'm a w r i t e r, ipso facto, par for the course, name of the game.
Besides, who needs another damn photo blog? My images will no doubt appear on those very soon -uncredited- so if you wait a few days you can avoid the loquacious Vintagent, and just enjoy the show. Got popcorn?

Anonymous said...

Querido Paul,
quería felicitarte por la ultima nota The Vintagent, excelente.

Un gran abrazo,

[note: Ignacio's grandfather built the motorcycle in the last photo; Super Kim, the supercharged 1925 Zenith, which I owned in 2000/1]

Twelve said...

Haters gonna hate. Greta pics and words to go along with it. Keep up the good work.

Raul Vicente said...

Truly inspiring words and images, evoking an almost lost era of true craft and honorable conduct. While rotten apples always were, they are more so nowadays. Mankind is losing it's way but somehow, someone will always keep the memory safe. Learn from the past on this present, to save the future. Godspeed and congratulations on your brilliant 'The Vintagent'.

Greg Williams said...

Paul, you never cease to amaze. Very nicely done. All the best, Greg

jessem said...

Great photos! Great site!

Is the ninth one down an NSU head?

Looks similar to the NSU Max head I had, except for the bevel drive vs offset con-rods.

The Vintagent said...

@Jessem - it's a home-made overhead-camshaft head for a BMW R75M engine, used for racing immediately after WW2 in Germany. Clever stuff!

Davidabl said...

Paul, so now you're exploring the world of poetry,
as well as Art photography..

Here's a piece of "motorcycle poetry" that i did a coupleof weeks's the "what would Jesus ride" portionof a larger "epic:" And, yes, there's plenty of
old bike content in it...

When He wished to speak to some Biker brethren
about their wild lives and sinful ways
any old shed would he look in
and find some gnarly old bike abandoned under a tarp.
Over it a few words He would say,
then kickstart it and ride away.
Onlookers, all amazed, would say:
“truly THAT was a miracle for our day
for no one else under the sun
could get that damned thing to run
and just ride it away!”
He’d have His license, but no insurance, no papers and no registrations
(although he’d come to save all the nations)
If He’d found no helmet with His bike, He’d ride helmetless through the land
Saying: “My fate,after all, is in my Father’s Hand.
When stopped by cops He’d say:
“Sir, the fine I’m quite willing to pay
“pay unto Caesar” as I always say.
But I’ve got some souls I’ve got to save today,
so I must be on My Way.
He’d smile, and the cop his ticket book he’d just put away,
and simply let Jesus ride helmetless on His Way.
Some would say that this too might be
another miracle for our day.

Hope you enjoy it, and will you be going to the Quail
this year?

Davidabl said...

"You own nothing
but your character, your work, and your actions."

Needless to say, at least on this one point the Jesus of that previous poem and theVintagent do agree...

The Vintagent said...

Ah, I was actually paraphrasing Gautama, the Buddha.

matt machine said...

all of it is very good...thanks paul.

Davidabl said...

"Ah, I was actually paraphrasing Gautama, the Buddha"

"Great minds think alike?"

riderwear said...

Thank you very much, "Vintagent" a treasure trove of images, history and perspective. What to do great things for motorcycle products, the creative talent, all in the name of how to get to go on two wheels, and possibly in a hurry!
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