IDREES MUTAHR

"Everytime I look around, it’s in my face"
The Belle Isle Casino

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Today’s bike ride from Eastern Market to Belle Isle, fall is here~
12 Miles
Current Read

Say It Ain’t So - Weezer

Mural off of W. Warren by Summer in the City
Near Laker Park 
Coca-Cola Bottlers of Detroit
Mr. Fix It
Tour de Troit 
7,000+ riders, 30 miles. That’s almost the distance to Ann Arbor from my house. It was so much fun but I definitely took a five hour nap afterwards. The food and music at the end was nice and the weather was greattttt. 
Adolf Loos’ Ornament and Crime - Josiah McElheny

"If you actually read Adolf Loos’ ‘Ornament and Crime’…it’s where this whole Mies van der Rohe idea of ‘less is more’ comes from. It’s about making the world white in some way. It says, really directly, that primitive people are the people who decorate, and that the natural course of progress in man is to remove this decorative impulse from our psyche, and that if you provided, quote-unquote, primitive people with the opportunity not to ornament their bodies…they ultimately would want to do that- which is a really strange idea. I think all of it is very colonialist and racist and sexist and fascistic." - Josiah McElheny
Self Portrait with Carnation - Otto Dix

Flagpole Sitta - Harvey Danger