Monthly Archives: November 2011

SURF COWBOYS

Check out the new Kapital book Surf Cowboys on Bandana Almanac, the 30th for the brand and my friend, photographer Eric Kvatek. Can’t wait to see the Tokyo store next week!

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YOU’RE THE TROUBLE I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR

Once, I drove over 100 miles straight up the coast from my city apartment and rented a house that was nestled in the redwoods and overlooked the ocean from a decent height. It was around my birthday and I wanted to celebrate in some small way without the noise of the city. The house was really three small structures, teared and connected by one long corridor with one long window arching over the entire thing. The Hobbit House they called it.

“The owner who built this place used to live in New England and liked the covered bridges. If you’re from there you can tell the post and beams are reminiscent of a covered bridge.”

I couldn’t.

In the mornings the sun shone down through the redwoods and lit up the entire house. I got up, played country music, cooked breakfast and went for day hikes through the red woods. Mid day I drank beer on the porch, counted the banana slugs and thought about giving them a drink. I didn’t. Later in the day, as the light fractioned away by the minute, I hiked down to the ocean. I stood on the bluffs and looked out across the ocean. I smoked cigarettes and looked at other people standing on other bluffs looking out across the ocean. I saw people throwing balls into the water for dogs to go get and bring back and go get again. As the light waned I walked back up the hill past a sheep farm to the house. I cooked a simple dinner and watched horrible movies. The next day I did the more or less the same.

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BUT YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU

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LURKING BEHIND THE SHADOW POOL

Last Wednesday night at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery Masonic Lodge, artists Justin Lowe and Jonah Freeman presented the Shadow Pool, a natural history of the San San International. Freeman took us on a ride of cultural details, including thorough reports of gangs like the Shade and the Starchamber, big fashion trends such as that of a dada cyborg, the collaged existence of a towel person, the popularity of mercantile like Marasa, knock-off jewelry and tropical plants – overall an in depth look to that which exists behind the curtain of the annual San San International show and multiplex. Later rock sensation Jennifer Herrema and the Black Bananas provided the sound track as a procession of San San multiplex characters and inhabitants brought out objects which created a powerful representation of what it must be like to attend such an event. The following is a bit of what I saw and less of what I understood. Click here for an alternate depiction on W magazine’s website.