The art of bike building

Not all art is in the form of painting, dancing or creating something pleasing to the eye. This morning I spent a few hours watching a road bike getting built. Boxes from around the world were piled high. Quickly, the big parts went on. The tedious parts came next, a dental pick used to open just the right size hole. Soon the empty boxes outnumbered the full. The seat, the interface between bike and rider, and it was done.