The first time Mike was given a razor, to clean up teenage scruff, he gave himself a mohawk. Perceptive, kind, contrarian, and always ready to fight for the underdog, he was a punk.

When he died, at the suggestion of friends, his old BMW, the bike that had, in his words, saved him from some demons was handed on to me. The main bearings were shot. Rings too. Maybe more. It’s not quite running and ready for the road but the promise is there.

Punk's Promise, 28" x 42" Fine Art Print - $475.00 $390.00 

Punk's Promise, 20" x 30" Fine Art Print - $300.00 $260.00 

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