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Name: Taliah Lempert |
Williamsburg is only one stop from Manhattan on the L train, but you know you've left the island of skyscrapers behind as soon as you emerge from the subway onto Bedford Avenue. The buildings out here in the flatlands of Brooklyn are squat, like a frontier town. The other thing that's hard to miss are all the bicycles, scattered across the streetscape like truants from a J Crew photo shoot. A painter of tropical fish might want to live on a coral reef somewhere in the South Seas. You probably couldn't do much better than call Williamsburg home if you are a painter of bicycles looking for inspiration. There are two chained to the iron railing guarding the subway stairwell and a dozen more
clustered on a rack 10 feet from the top of the steps. Walking south on Bedford toward Broadway
it seems like every pole, every bit of fence has
a bicycle in its clutches. A blue Triumph three-speed hitched to a No Parking post has a carefully
laminated sign hanging from the top tube: These are not the sprayed-black mountain bikes used to hustle Chinese take-out around the Upper West Side or the sleek track machines favored by seasoned midtown messengers. The bicycles of Williamsburg are mostly three-speeds and coaster brake cruisers, Raleighs, Columbias and Schwinns, with fenders and chain guards and rubber pedals and racks, perfect for a trip to the local bistro or an errand across town. Taliah Lempert's building is down from a corner lot infested with tree-size weeds and just up from the open expanse of the river and its view of Manhattan. The World Trade Center sits like a postcard at the end of her block. Directly behind her building the Williamsburg Bridge bicycle path, enclosed in raspberry-pink fencing, angles up toward the first trestle like some sort of giant BMX launching chute. A knock on the battered steel door of Lempert's third floor loft sets off an impressive round of barking from her Akita. A dozen or so bicycles lean against the graffiti-covered brick wall at the back. She shares the 6,000-square-foot living and working space with six others. Before we look at some of her paintings, Taliah finishes taping the handlebars on her new track bike. She's an avid racer at the world-famous Kissena Velodrome in Queens. She rides out to the track with her buddies for the Wednesday night races.
bicyclewire: Are you obsessed with bicycles? Are you worried about becoming The Bicycle Painter? How come you don't have people on your bicycles? I notice none of the bicycles in your paintings is equipped with STI. I thought maybe it was a philosophical thing. If someone brought in their brand spanking new frame and wanted a record of it
before it got beat? Your boyfriend has a bike shop. Is that a good source for you? Is the Internet working for you? Where did you get this Spaceliner? How many bikes? And that Rollfast is from what year? You guys do tests like that? |