Form + Freedom= Roller Coaster

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Coney Island is one of those places you have to visit. It's touristy and local touristy, a fun tourist spot to check out in your own city. I took this photo of the Cyclone. In part roller coasters are just fun to photograph especially wooden ones with so many lines and intersections and angles. The aesthetic interplay is just as intriguing and chaotic as the ride itself. And the Cyclone especially has so much imbedded history, everyone has a intimate yet some sort of communal relationship with it. You don't even have to see it in person, there's just an immediate, visceral, collective response to what can only be referred to as a 'bitchin', scary ass, old, rickety roller coaster that's a hell of a lot scarier to ride than any of the new confounded, technical rides. A lot more chance gets thrown in the mix.
Anyway, it made me want to draw some bold, bubbly lines for an outline with un-contained colorful chaos in the background. Form and freedom, structured chaos.

Form + Freedom= Roller Coaster

(more on the Cyclone, it will not be around for long...)