We're all familiar with this sort of thing: a bike left with only the frame locked. Once the wheels are liberated, the owner can't be bothered to move an unwheeled piece of modern sculpture, and leaves it there to rot. This was on the rails at Vauxhall.
Such bike-skeleton public art seems to be getting more popular. This one's been round the corner from us for ages.
But this rack - somewhere in that little bit of Turkey between Kingsland Road and Stoke Newington - is just ridiculous: four frames and not a single wheel left, as if someone had started trying to model Paris's Pompidou Building. Hmm. The fact that it's outside a bike shop might have something to do with it...
What happens to all those wheels? Is someone assembling a vast artwork or rotating, copiously-spoked installation somewhere? Modern art is all about asking questions, I suppose.