Thursday, December 16, 2010
Here are a couple photos I shot of my Homie Danny hittin the waves at Cronkite Beach in the Marin Headlands. Between studying for finals Reese, Danny and I would hit the beach to keep our minds clear. These shots are some of the first color photos I'v taken and im pretty stoked on how they came out.
BLKMRKT website where Adam has a pretty rad interview that Nick over at Thrashbike put together.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Lately I haven't been enjoying the rush of street riding so i'v been sticking to the singletracks getting sideways around turns and enjoying the high-speed dirt shralping. But this edit caught my eye and motivated me to hop back on the streets and do some nose manuals. James Meliota does some gnarely nose bonk stuff yet the half-cab to fakie wallride at the beginning just seems completely ridiculous to me, lets see what you think, enjoy!
I Honestly don't know much about these guys except for the fact that this song is about killing bart police men, and the past wonders listening to this song with the homies J-boogie and Dex Carvey riding bikes through San Francisco with a 40oz in hand and a blunt in mouth. Poppin wheelies weeeeeee... gotta keep your music taste rounded enjoy some fuckin frisco gangster-rap.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Jezzabell is not your stereotypical pitbull. She lacks the characteristics that most pitbulls are labeled with. As a dog of her curious and loving nature, you would'nt know she was named by a circle of crack smokers in a decrepit room of the east bay with a future of fighting and detrimental abuse. Yet she was rescued by my older sister Andrea and showered with unconditional love. Where here name Jezzabell was to stick, and here sentiment vibrations of zeal were to overwhelm and engulf anyone who has the chance to become blessed by her wondrous essence. This photo of Jezzabell was shot about 2 miles from the Pt. Reyes light house where my car broke down. Awaiting AAA Jazzy and I ended up exploring the dunes and prancing too a shanty by the sea....
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Antava is a cascadian black metal band from the bay area, my homie Tyler Parkerson is the bassest and slayer of the band and used one of my photos for their first album Sliva:Return. Recently I had a strange encounter with Antava. Putrid, stinky, and frazzled I stepped into a shanty aged janitor closet between the photo room and the music hall I found a shower. A lewd disinfectant bath with a detachable spigot that produced a thin stream of warm water. I stepped into the vulgar box and the moment I turned the crusted faucet on, the depths of hell rang in the room next door. I had turned on satans orchestra with the twist of the wrist. Naked, slimey, baffled and confused. Why am I naked in a janitors closet at school as a harmony of pounding donkheads ring next door?
Monday, November 15, 2010
The watchful eye that gawks upon your smoking lips in this West Marin cranny is no normal sanctuary. This refuge is a hidden spot at the foot of Mt. Tamalpais on the west side, surrounded by balanced stones and an indelible rock bench. The eye that glares at your presence is part of the alchemy that makes this place so magical as do the hard work of Danny, Lukas, and Leland who keep this spot so pure. The thrashed effect that appears on this shot is from my reel jamming as I was developing the negatives, yet it wasn't the end of the world for I was awarded with this unique effect. Enjoy!!
Last month a couple homies and I participated in the Halloween Critical Mass. I happened to stumble upon this edit of the event with an everlasting ending clip of my Ewok-neighbor-best-friend-sister-like-figure-Mayana Bonaparte calling to the Ewok gods of Endor.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Im not sure many people know this about me but, I like to balance things. Yep I may be that guy who left the mysterious rock stack on the beach or the tower of school supplies in your classroom. But it's not just the mysteriousness that attracts me to balance things. I am fascinated with the fact that everything I mean EVERYTHING on Earth has a center of gravity which means you can balance anything and everything. And the moment your stack falls everything disappears the magic is gone your art is gone back atop the earth as a pile of wood and stones. It was never there.