and just do whatever else makes you happy
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
back they go
surfing from Sugar Mountain Surfboards on Vimeo.
My fish that Gordan shaped and I glassed and what not.
but of course he surfs it more than I do.
My fish that Gordan shaped and I glassed and what not.
but of course he surfs it more than I do.
Friday, January 18, 2013
Life is odd and times are strange
I am never sure of whats lying over the next hill
But still, I always try to guess with my beautiful mind
I don't mind my mind, although at times its hard to tell what its trying to say
This when i must listen to my heart and soul
with out my soul I am nothing. I am my soul
It keeps me in the here and now and allows me to go to the future of my mind without getting lost
In my heart I have always trusted. trust me
my heart and soul are interconnected
I have a hearty soul, or maybe its a soulful heart. I'd like both please
At times my mind leads the two astray….. they always overcome
Some days I want to disappear into the sun with you
To be swallowed into the oceans with you
Search the dark corners of the earth with you
Its a razor love, and it cuts every inch of my body for you
My body, the vessel of my existence. I thank you for my being
Without you I would be nothing but a whisper in the breeze
A blinding beam from the warming sun
A wave fiercely crashing upon the rocks
The cleansing of cold water holes
I would be everything. I would be nothing
A story filled year that have forever changed me. memories etched into my skin and soul
Sometimes we believe what we know. Yet what we know isn't really real at all.
Or maybe it is. I will never be sure
I held my grandparents camera today
It smelt like old people
It smelt like them
Smell is such a fascinating thing
It has the incredible power to grasp your heart, transform your mind and take your soul on a little journey to another time, So distinct and so true
It has an untouchable power, for in that moment you are immersed your memories
I believed I loved and appreciated. Then they were gone
This is why I question everything I assume to know
Memories remain in simple, yet priceless possessions
It helps me to never forget
Friends they come and go
Nails are bitten
And back they will grow
Will we reap just what you sow?
Hand on heart
Led blindly though the dark
Don't question
Just go
Just trust
I have size 9ish feet. They take me to where I want to go
My hands are mid size. They are invaluable
But my heart is big. It just doesn't stop growing
Oh, and my eyes, they are wide open
They will forever evade they prying eyes that seek
The depths of my heart and soul
Very few have made it there, very few ever will
Balloon heart
Naked body
Fiery soul
Beautiful mind
I want to go to the depths of darkness, where the sun shines so bright
A man said
"People say you cant go back. So, well what happens if you get tho the cliff and you take one step forward? Or you do a 180 degree turn and talk one step forward? Which way are you going?…"
Me? I would do as Johnathan did
I would go in any direction the wind would carry me, and then some
I have hurt, I have loved
I have felt, I have cried
Big empty tears
Dear porcupine mind
Feel the fear
Lets get lost in a sea of stars
With our kaleidoscope eyes….
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
lazy luscious lefts
caught up with Robbie Warden the masterful man behind side slipping events.
had a splash at a special left and tried extremely unsuccessfully to get a mini barrel.
it was a beautiful winter day with 3 friends and a bobbing robbie on our own left/right peak.
so no worries.
just fun
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Typewriter #1
Putting my thoughts onto the paper i made.
Back to my recycled emotions?
I always enjoy an evening spent with my mind.
Back to my recycled emotions?
I always enjoy an evening spent with my mind.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
where is my mind
a little video edit filmed by my papa ronalds
had a spectacular 5 week holiday from Crescent to Noosa and everywhere in between.
met some amazing and special people that have changed my world and made it a better place.
this is the end of the best week, for many reasons, at crescent.
thats what the good stuff is made of.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
the twilight zone
one of the many beautiful evenings spent at Crescent.
a week that was one of a kind.
darkness cant swallow all the good things
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
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Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
fishy fishy
Mr.Mullet ....better than catching just a cold.
Two fish caught, two fish returned....one got a kiss from a Keith.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Moon face
Full moon,
My minds eye won't sleep
Full moon,
Together we dream so deep
In a world so far away
I wake to find a different day.
Self portrait
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
110711
Some days, days are different to others.
Most days they are not.
Some days you get the best gifts
from the most unexpected places
from people
from strangers.
The heart and kindness in people
that seems so lacking
appeared in my life today.
The Kindness of strangers.
The known ones are the dangers.
Nil expectations.
Eighty and six = twenty five
Two and five = seven
I always notice the number eleven
Again.... I am the disenchanted
Tis' the word if the year.
I leave you with a warm smile.
Most days they are not.
Some days you get the best gifts
from the most unexpected places
from people
from strangers.
The heart and kindness in people
that seems so lacking
appeared in my life today.
The Kindness of strangers.
The known ones are the dangers.
Nil expectations.
Eighty and six = twenty five
Two and five = seven
I always notice the number eleven
Again.... I am the disenchanted
Tis' the word if the year.
I leave you with a warm smile.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Patagonia Winter Board Swap
July 9th from 9am-2pm
CARTER-ROLLINS will be giving us a sneak preview of
their new album Onjuku Sun (to be released later this year).
limited spaces at the board swap,
so make sure you call up and book a spot 03) 52614420.
hot drinks a baking will be there like last time!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
the hitcher
so this is a mild head fuck of a board
but she goes.
first surf today....on a left.....pretty much alone.
some days things just go your way.....some days not.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
create your enchanting wings
fly off into the future
boring is not an answer
its just your convenient mindset
be free in your mind
or become like all mankind
an ideal example from written design
the prototype for every life
there is no stand out stripe......just more lines
greed consumes the passion
passion turns to possession
expressions of difference?
there aint no middle of the fence
what is your defence?
.....its all just nonsense.
fly off into the future
boring is not an answer
its just your convenient mindset
be free in your mind
or become like all mankind
an ideal example from written design
the prototype for every life
there is no stand out stripe......just more lines
greed consumes the passion
passion turns to possession
expressions of difference?
there aint no middle of the fence
what is your defence?
.....its all just nonsense.
Labels:
beauty,
desolate survival,
grace,
simplicity
Monday, May 23, 2011
the hitchhiker hull
Yet another board sits half glassed and waiting to be surfed.
A tail with a bump, a tail like a blade.
6'10 x something x something.
I'm having much fun glassing this one, more experiments as always.
no decals, just some pencil drawings by the boss.
this is fun.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Circular motions
Life's big windows
let the light in
So much beauty
my body grins
Why let those loved so
Be the ones first to go?
The ones with so much love to give
Be now the ones that have no life to live?
Life is so beautiful
Life is so cruel
Being is magic
In the presence of you
For Those who are no longer
For those who are not
I think of, to be stronger
So they are not Forgot
Tragedy is love
Love is life
Life is loss
Loss is tragedy
Beautiful circular motions.....

let the light in
So much beauty
my body grins
Why let those loved so
Be the ones first to go?
The ones with so much love to give
Be now the ones that have no life to live?
Life is so beautiful
Life is so cruel
Being is magic
In the presence of you
For Those who are no longer
For those who are not
I think of, to be stronger
So they are not Forgot
Tragedy is love
Love is life
Life is loss
Loss is tragedy
Beautiful circular motions.....
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
the 48 hours of a day dream
so, i have been waiting for this board to find its way into existence for about 6 months. every time i'd pop into the boys factory, the half cut out blank haunted me. subtle hints lead to excessive harassment....
there was no point. the board did not yet exist, therefore the board couldn't exist.
it wasn't until returning from recent trip north, that this torture was going to end.
in a round-a-bout way i can thank 3 people for this board.
1. Mr. Lovelace for the inspiration
2. Jordan for taking the inspiration and shaping something special.
3. Myself for doing the rest.
on most of my boards i try to tinker on a little bit,
but this one i did everything except for shape the thing.....
thats next on the list.
anyway, its an asymmetrical hull.
good for going left. only problem being, there aren't many lefts in vicco.
when i can afford it i think ill take it on a date to NZ.
yesterday half glassed.
this morning sanding.
finish.
love.
jordan has one too, but mine is way better because its for lefts.
i like this board alot.
5'11 1/2" x 22 3/8" x 2 5/8"- DAY DREAMER.
keith richards is always a willing tag along - pic shaun freeman
at the start of today there were 2 unwaxed fresh new asymmetrical hulls that didnt exist a week ago.
there was never a chance that this board was getting a chance to cure.
so 2 green boards in tow, a keith richards, a shaun freeman, a jordan and myself all jumped in the car and went surfing. shaun and keith were our groupies. jordan was loving life because the rights were good. the lefts weren't as lovley. i stood up.
considering i was missing 2/3rds of a board i felt that was a good achievement.
yep im a short boarder now. longboards are for schmucks.
on an end note - in many ways this board feels like a reflection of my life at the moment....
....i must be shrinking.
or maybe i have a warped perception like the Twits(Roald Dahl)....
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