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Tuesday, 4 September 2012
KIM BOYLE AT BCM . . . . A ZEN MASTER OF THE 'LESS IS MORE' APPROACH TO THE DESIGN ETHIC . . . . IT BLOWS ME AWAY HOW SOMETHING AS COLD AND LIFELESS AS METAL CAN APPEAR TO BE 'ORGANIC' IN ITS FORM . . . . THERE IS A DEFINITE AND TANGIBLY TACTILE NATURE TO THIS GUY'S WORK . . . . CHECK OUT HIS BLOG FOR VERIFICATION . . . . BAUHAUS AND BIKES IN PERFECT COEXISTENCE.
Another disciple of the 'fuck the frills' school of engineering design, if it serves no purpose, piss it off, excess is dead weight, form dictated entirely by function, keep it simple is the mantra that this dude seems to follow . . . . of all the blokes building bikes and producing parts, it's my opinion that nobody is at the same level of refined minimalism while still retaining eye popping beauty as the fella from Boyle Custom Moto . . . . as his profile becomes way more visible his work attains a sophisticated elegance borne of vanquishing the Devil in the detail.
I'm a simple bloke and I like simple things, when seeking out airfilters for the shovel, that was my overriding and all consuming concern, it had to be clean, simple and able to integrate fully with the overall 'theme' of the thing, so many cool rides are shot in the foot by the selection of a filter that stands out like dog's balls because it is at odds with the overall feel and look of the bike it's sitting on . . . . I wanted nude, unpolished alloy, no lines, contours, milled channels, branding . . . . just a part that would do the job it's made to do, not scream 'look at me'.
When this wee jigger arrived in its box and wrapped in Kim's signature shop rag, I literally couldn't put the thing down, not only did it look the boobies but the way it felt in my hands was so damned enjoyable, tactile, wanting to be caressed, fondled and gazed at up close, simplicty made manifest . . . . the attention to finish on every surface, seen and unseen is unbelievable, inside where all the physics of vortices and velocity do their thing to force air into the old Super E is as immaculately machined as the outer body is clearly hand finished, less is so much more.