As a child, my bicycle was the ultimate feeling of freedom. It was pre-helmet days and I loved the wind in my hair while riding down the sidewalk feeling the bump of each new section. Bump-bump, Bump-bump, Bump-bump. Because it was a bicycle everything, including sounds comes in two.
This image was created for illustrationfriday.com.
Great piece! I love the style you took with the drawing. It’s got such a satisfying texture to it too, which is so rare in digital work.