I frequent a blog called The Vintagent. Essentially, it covers vintage motorcycles from an intelligent podium founded mostly on experience. Recently, I was browsing the back logs and came upon this little shop located in the Bay Area. Such brick warehouses are very rare in the area due to earthquakes, but somehow this one has survived since the turn of the century.
Sure, the building has been modernized a bit for safey (note the red tie bars dotting the front and sides of the building), but there is no denying the soul that remains. The fir floors are soaked with oil, the walls are beautifully flawed, and even the owner’s tools seem to fit the mold casted so long ago.
I love spaces like this…
