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Nothing is lost

I was reading the most beautiful essay by the art critic Peter Schjeldahl, this one particular line standing out as being so acutely relevant to my view of the world: ‘Nothing can be wholly lost that lives in Art.’

And this made me think about the time when I was living in New York and visiting the MET. A tiny still life by Cezanne tucked away in a corner depicting some apples and pears that had me standing with tears rolling down my cheeks.

Because it’s these emotional responses that stay with me. Moments in my life when I’m riding my bike, and I feel my heart is going to explode because it simply doesn't have the capacity for all that beauty.


Food for Adventure

Enrolling in chef school before starting his first cooking job at the age of 18, Henrik Orre has since enjoyed notable success with two Michelin stars from his time working at a Stockholm-based restaurant, a number of years as head chef for Team Sky and his ‘Velochef’ cycling-themed cookery books now translated into five different languages.

Illustrated with a photo-essay by Patrik Engstöm and including a sample recipe taken from ‘Food for Adventure’ - the third in the Velochef series - Henrik reflects here on the decision to take his recipes out of the kitchen.

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Krysten Koehn has just returned from a solo ride to the west of Amsterdam and is now sitting in the window of her first-floor apartment with the spring sunshine lighting up her face. Currently waiting for a new passport after applying for citizenship in the Netherlands, this is the latest in a series of moves that have been a feature of her personal and professional life to date.

Brought up in Colorado, in her early twenties Krysten spent six months backpacking through Europe where she felt immediately at home. Her goal of once again returning in a more permanent fashion influenced her decision to study a Master’s in Art Education, which ultimately led to a teaching post in Kuwait.

“I was able to travel a lot, and it was a very rich time. I'm really thankful that I went and really thankful that I'm not doing it now,” Krysten laughs. 

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Another move to accept a position teaching at a Swiss boarding school coincided with Krysten’s introduction to road cycling. And as she was living in a tiny ski station high in the Alps, it was an uncompromising baptism of fire with Krysten describing the roads as going either straight up or straight down with very little in between.

“I would probably still be there if I hadn't been accepted to the Yale School of Art. And then, when I arrived, I didn't touch my bike for the whole of the first semester; it just sat in my apartment with flat tires, gathering dust. The course was so crazily overwhelming, and I was also adjusting to life back in the States and going from being a teacher back to a student again.”

As things began to somewhat settle, Krysten learned that the Yale cycling team held weekly open rides and decided to join. She was soon recruited onto the women’s race team where she had a coach and structured training—a set of clear, measurable goals that, considering the pressures of her studies, she welcomed.

“After graduating, I moved to New York where I met a couple of guys riding in Central Park,” Krysten remembers. “We got chatting, and they explained how they raced for the Rapha NY team before inviting me to join. This came at a really fortunate time because finding a community in New York isn’t always that easy, and life can be lonely, even though you’re living in a city of twelve-million residents.”

“The next couple of years were spent travelling between my home in New York and a job I found as a guide with a luxury cycle tour company based in France. But it was an Arctic Circle artist residency that decided where I would next be living. Based on a tall ship sailing out of Spitsbergen, I met a Dutchman on the crew, fell in love and that's how I ended up in the Netherlands,” Krysten says smiling.

Although no longer together, Krysten has settled in the small city of Haarlem to the west of Amsterdam where she teaches at the American School at The Hague and continues to work as a practicing artist. In a country renowned for its cycling culture, Krysten’s initial feelings towards Dutch cycling might come as a bit of a surprise. 

“I was actually really uninspired by the landscape, and almost stopped riding completely for a couple of years. Especially after guiding bike tours in the Alps and Pyrenees and growing up in Colorado, the Netherlands felt like the flattest country in the entire world. And it's not like it doesn't have its own unique beauty and charm, but there's just no elevation and the weather sucks. It's very windy almost all of the time, and it's often cloudy or rainy. I was still a Rapha ride leader for those couple of years - forcing myself to go out now and then to fulfill my responsibilities - but I just wasn't feeling it. And then something possessed me to sign up for a three-day Rapha ride from Amsterdam to Paris. I tried on multiple occasions to get out of it, but the RCC coordinator just wouldn't have it.”

As things turned out, that experience completely changed Krysten’s cycling life. The shared suffering and group camaraderie made her view riding in Amsterdam from a fresh perspective. Although she may not have the same climbs or towering landscapes as places past, having a sense of community can be just as good. And once she'd found that community and immersed herself in it, all Krysten wanted to do was to ride her bike.

“In the Amsterdam area, it's mostly wide-open polders with a network of canals—pastoral farmland very much like a Flemish painting. Everything is flat. Even the light is diffused because there's so much moisture in the air. And then when you get closer to the sea, the paths through the dunes are really beautiful—the rippling movement of the sea grasses with all the colors very muted. It’s a unique kind of beauty that just needs you to scratch the surface in order to appreciate it.”

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Looking at Krysten’s body of work, this sense of landscape and movement appears fundamental to her creative process. It’s a way of thinking and feeling that’s provoked by both her immediate surroundings and another location where she feels equally inspired: Girona, Spain.

“Girona is like an amusement park,” Krysten muses. “Just magical—like nowhere else in the world. There's obviously a reason why two thirds of the pro peloton live and train there. It's easy to talk about the quiet roads and considerate drivers, but for me it's all encompassed by this general sense of belonging—a golden Mediterranean light that softens everything from the mountains down to the sea, roads that unfurl like ribbons, undulating so perfectly with a satin surface.”

Spending the summer of 2019 working as a creative consultant for the Service Course, Krysten built another community, this time centered around her friends Christian Meier and Tristan Cardew as well as the mechanics she rode with after they finished work. Leaving at the end of summer, she was thankful to bring home a souvenir from her time in Girona: a custom steel Speedvagen. And as a connection between her home in Haarlem and her memories from Spain, Krysten’s love for her new bike ran deep. However, soon after returning to the Netherlands, tragedy struck. 

“I was very lucky, and thankfully I could stand up and walk away,” Krysten remembers, “but there was a part of me that died inside when I first saw the bike.” 

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Hit by a car outside her Haarlem home while returning from work one afternoon, Krysten was able to leave the scene of the accident mostly unscathed. Although her bike did not fare so well. 

“A lot of well-wishers expressed the view that it was more important that I wasn't seriously injured, and while I obviously agree with that, this bike is so much more than just a recreational tool or method of transportation. To me, it feels like an extension of my body—the primary tool of my artistic practice. When I ride, it's as if I’m drawing lines on the Earth, helping me to feel connected wherever I go, which as a transient person is so very important. And because my bike is easily the most prized of my possessions, seeing it warped and splintered absolutely broke my heart.”

Yet fortunately, while men plan and fate intervenes, builders can repair. Now fully restored, Krysten describes her bike as feeling at home in Girona and more of a showpiece in Amsterdam, where its paint scheme provokes an unfailingly positive reaction. And as it’s fabricated from steel rather than featherweight carbon, it suits the flat, windy riding of the Netherlands, but will still happily climb all day in the hills that surround the Catalan city on Krysten’s regular return trips to Girona. Always an emotional bridge joining her two adopted homes, last summer, Krysten took that idea one step (or several hundred thousand pedal strokes) further. 

“My bike was a tangible way of connecting these places when last summer I planned to ride the 1500 km that separates them. I had a ten-day window between finishing for the school holidays and starting to work with the Service Course, so I just decided to ride there. Why not?” Krysten says smiling. “Because when you’re carrying whatever belongings you need on your person or attached to your bike, that frees you to live completely in the moment, allowing you to be 100% present in where you are and what you're doing.”

“I've previously been on bikepacking trips, but this one was about efficiency. And to motivate myself, I'd broken the route down and pre-booked accommodation. Some days had over 4000 m of climbing and others were almost pan flat. But every day had its own unique feeling and moments within those days that were super poignant.”

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Deciding that she wanted to create an artistic response to her journey, on arriving in Girona she immediately sat down to paint a series of watercolors that captured a selection of her most salient memories.

“I wanted to preserve those remarkable experiences, to burn them in my mind in terms of the color and linear movement. Because in art, nothing is forgotten, and these paintings are a permanent reminder of those moments in time that I rode between my two cities. Moments that happened then and happened there. And that's where they live.”

All artwork by kind permission of Krysten Koehn
Images with kind permission of Tristan Cardew, Aneel Mawji and Martijn Zijerveld.

All artwork by kind permission of Krysten Koehn
Images with kind permission of Tristan Cardew, Aneel Mawji and Martijn Zijerveld.

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