I had a major crash on the bike that used to have this saddle and handlebars. Lots of broken bones, etc. That saddle was always a little too uncomfortable, even for a racing bike, and the handlebars were really meant for the track which means they only feel right when you’re in the drops. So, I rapped them with some new white tape, attached the stem and wedged it between the saddle rails, and there it is. My own “metamorphosis” as Picasso would call it.

Now, Picasso didn’t make “Bull’s Head” until 1943, but it has always reminded me of the “Ready-Made” art that some Dadaists were creating two or three decades earlier. Which brings me to the next pic. Trying to get as much out of D.C. as we can before we move, today we went to see the Dada and Cézanne exhibits at the National Gallery, and some new cool stuff at the Hirshhorn.