Found this complete original at Milk Studios. He looks like a permanent installation, but he was just passing through.
When I took this photograph, I was 100% convinced that I’d discovered a girl having a passionate conversation with a pile of luggage. Much to my disappointment, there ended up being some sort of recording device on top of the pile.
This man was from Israel and had a very thick accent, so he was a little difficult to understand. He was standing alone when I found him, but he kept telling me he wanted to take a picture with “his bike.”
I couldn’t see a bike anywhere, so I kept asking him to repeat himself. “My bike,” he said, “my bike.”
Just when I was about to give up, his bike walked up.









