What is it about these totally awesome road warriors? These people have guts of steel. Even people that walk down the city streets have to always keep an eye out. But these guys fly around at 40 km/h. Are they truly insane? No... but still.
Ephman loves art. But mostly the kind that doesn't find its way into the gallaries, or musems (but they're ok too). Something about the spontaneity of the street. The realness, and the grittyness, of NYC. It's the way that these pieces can be added to. Improved or destroyed. And especially the temporariness of it all. Sort of like life itself.
