While riding around New York City in the early two-thousands I began to notice bicycles painted completely white and chained up alongside the roads. When I took a closer look I saw that some of them had flowers and plaques with names and dates adorning them. The “ghost bikes” were memorials to cyclists that had been killed by drivers of cars and trucks. I began attending annual rides that toured the sites of the memorials to raise awareness about these tragic and unnecessary crashes. This is some of the artwork that came out of meetings I had with families about the loss of their loved ones.