I shot this photo of my tall lanky friend Nikolas Strieff, while on a weekend bikepacking trip in west Marin. After experiencing a trecharous night of sleeping through 50 MPH winds atop of MT. Tamalpais, and waking up in 2o minute intervals to a completely different atmosphere with the sour taste of canned Indian food stained to the back of our throughts. We finally awoke from our extreme slumbers as the sun rose and pedaled towards HWY 1 on the Bo-Fax road, in search to find a spot in the thicket away from the wind to start a fire and prepare a breakfast of chocolatechip porridge and beans with cheese.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Triumphant Feast
I shot this photo of my tall lanky friend Nikolas Strieff, while on a weekend bikepacking trip in west Marin. After experiencing a trecharous night of sleeping through 50 MPH winds atop of MT. Tamalpais, and waking up in 2o minute intervals to a completely different atmosphere with the sour taste of canned Indian food stained to the back of our throughts. We finally awoke from our extreme slumbers as the sun rose and pedaled towards HWY 1 on the Bo-Fax road, in search to find a spot in the thicket away from the wind to start a fire and prepare a breakfast of chocolatechip porridge and beans with cheese.
Josh Stricker
NICE TRY: Josh Stricker from PRIMO on Vimeo.
Some highspeed pedal pushing mayhem from Josh Stricker. Short.Sweet.Speed
Beans are not empty
nor are they lumpy
for I feel these needs
as we are all Beans
they roll, they rot
yet forget them we must not
Beans are the souls of the bodies that we hold
rock em, toss em
eat them, beat them
feel them, peel them
Beans bring the dreams
that we have never seen
Bean in.
Beat out.
The world will no do without
Beans...
-TP
nor are they lumpy
for I feel these needs
as we are all Beans
they roll, they rot
yet forget them we must not
Beans are the souls of the bodies that we hold
rock em, toss em
eat them, beat them
feel them, peel them
Beans bring the dreams
that we have never seen
Bean in.
Beat out.
The world will no do without
Beans...
-TP
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Tierny Brothers
This Semester i'm doing a photo project where the majority of my photos will be portraying the lives of my friends and the people I choose to surround myself with. The Basis of my photos are to illustrate the feelings and depict the ideas of what life is like with these individuals. The bulk of my photos will be of good friends while the others of complete strangers. Throughout the semester I will post my favorite photos. I am open to constructive criticism and general feedback. Enjoy
Monday, September 13, 2010
The Basutos are careful to conceal their extracted teeth, lest these should fall into the hands of certain mythical beings who haunt graves, and who could harm the owner of the tooth by working magic on it. In Sussex some fifty years ago a maid-servant remonstrated strongly against the throwing away of children’s cast teeth, affirming that should they be found and gnawed by any animal, the child’s new tooth would be, for all the world, like the teeth of the animal that had bitten the old one. In proof of this she named old Master Simmons, who had a very large pig’s tooth in his upper jaw, a personal defect that he always averred was caused by his mother, who threw away one of his cast teeth by accident into the hog’s trough.
Chapter 3.
Section 3.
-GB
Chapter 3.
Section 3.
-GB
Rosa
Rosa is a folk/punk band from Houston, Texas- they'll rock your socks off, keep a smile on your face, and make you stoked, how can you not be stoked with a song called "bike rides and high fives"? Those are probably the two best things we have on this earth worth living for?
Monday, September 6, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Brian Wizmerski
Loose yourself in the mind of Wizmerksi, followed by your hammered homie Josh Stricker.
Friday, August 6, 2010
The Byrds
Iv got to thank my Uncle Richard for showing me this song and leading me into the world of Byrds. "My Back Pages" was originally written by Bob Dylan with many of his growing interpretations of political idealism and disillusionment with the folk protest movement. Although the song was written in 1964 Dylan didn't preform it live until 1988 letting the Byrds release this fabulous cover on their 1967 album "Younger than yesterday". Enough with the jibber jabber click PLAY and enjoy!!
Gurpin Sauce
Gurpin Edit from Jack Bool on Vimeo.
J-boogie AKA Jack Bool has been on the road all summer going back and fourth between Southern and Northern Califronia. This little edit consists mainly of footage from his trip down to Woodward West and the Mammoth lakes. Expect riding from Tyler Dunn, Jonathan Q., Dex Carvey, Reese Butler, Max, and the Sweet sound of Jonthan Richman.Ahhhhh the twat keeps spinin!!!
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Wore aged green trousers
and a beaten straw beach hat
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Was fearful of rats
He believed the rats have devised a plan to conquer the world
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Could not tie his shoes correctly
His feet remained limp
as a tower of elven tied knots toppled down each foot
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Liked to eat the remains of your crusted egg droppings
fermenting on the corners of your frying pan
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Was nothing but a tennis ball. -tp
Wore aged green trousers
and a beaten straw beach hat
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Was fearful of rats
He believed the rats have devised a plan to conquer the world
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Could not tie his shoes correctly
His feet remained limp
as a tower of elven tied knots toppled down each foot
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Liked to eat the remains of your crusted egg droppings
fermenting on the corners of your frying pan
The man I met at the bus stop between miller and elm
Was nothing but a tennis ball. -tp
Friday, July 30, 2010
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