Pierouettes

We got up early to catch morning light and glass from an elevated perspective provided by the St. Augustine Pier. Chris tested out his new log from Scott Anderson, Nick’s board ran into a piling, Jacob surfed in his skivvies, fun was had by all.

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Latest videographs

The Hands Across the Sand event was started to gather support against offshore drilling. Given the climate after the oil spill, participation grew a great deal from the first event in February (check out Lauren’s video from then).

Also, this is an absurd celebration of Independence Day, explosions and the insanity of the beach on that weekend.

Finally, my friends found tar balls on our beach the other day. Pretty sad…Lauren has been doing some good documentation of it over at merseabeaucoup. Her video:

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Down with OCP

Chris Tincher puts together a most excellent surfing and skating oriented website/blog. Oldest City Productions has photos and videos from various contributors centered around St. Augustine (The oldest continuously inhabited european settlement…aka the oldest city). My favorite part though, is Chris’s writing. He’s super opinionated and endlessly entertaining.

The other week I filmed with him and a few other crew. I can’t even approach his wordsmithing so I’ll just quote:

Fiberglass Runways Host a Mustache Fashion Show

A few of the Oldest City’s die hard toe curling fanatics have gotten their mitts on some custom aquatic sidewalks handcrafted by the Dirtona Dwellers of The Peninsula Holding Company. Last Saturday offered up some sectiony little salt water speed bumps so we here at the production company took to the atlantic (before BP ruins it for everyone) and slid our brains out. Great boards are even radder when they are made by good friends, and fitted with one of a kind fins crafted from broken skate decks. Personally, for me, the Peninsula Holding Company lamp tail slider is the go to noseriding vessel for summer time log jams. During this little gem Surf Station’s Rachel Bardin captured some sliding by Matt Fotte on his Chad Doyle shaped “Mustache Rider”.

In another sector of the surfing spectrum, here’s some rip shredding and wipe outs filmed few weeks ago.

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Transatlantic transmissions: beachy keen.

A marriage of random words and images from a holiday weekend on a florida beach. dedicated to salty skies, oppressive heat and the sea as relief.

aguatic

The sun and ships and hearts

This photo is (and arguably many of these images are) inspired by conversations with Mark Parrish, an artist I recently interviewed.
We talked about many things but one was about how he wanted to have a fresh approach to painting the ocean and beach — looking at it in less common ways.

crocks

creeks and lakes. gators and crocs.

I was thinking a lot of about Australia and Florida and, at one point in my travel journal, wrote something about alligators and crocodiles.
And then it was revealed, the perfect marriage of gators and crocs. Plus boogie boards and spray on sunscreen.

We will talk such a tough armor

fencepier

intermission/inner mission

Surfboarding is a fun activity and popular pastime.

that hat is your friend.

P.S. “40,00 flies” by Bukowski = amazing.

“It’s so easy to be a poet
and so hard to be
a man.”

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Ghegekis.

It's got the anti-inflammatory!

In Ybor, there’s this guy named Cephas with a food and juice stand that was once a full restaurant. The main part burned down years ago, apparently due to a coffee maker. So now, there’s just this hut you walk up to and this Jamaican man who will make you one of the more disgusting drinks in human history: the Aloe Shake. For about 6 or 7 bucks, you can attempt to ingest this frothy mixture of water, aloe and ice all while getting insulted and hearing an endless list of the miraculous curative properties of aloe.

Carrie took me to Cephas Hot Shop for the first time maybe a year or two years ago. I couldn’t even make it through one cup. He told everyone we were with how fat they were, how aloe cures cancer and everything else, and taught us to do this weird dance, which was essentially skanking, to mix it up in our stomachs. “It’s like soap for the inside! You have 23 feet of small intestine!”

This time, Cephas was less distracted by the BMI of my companions and paid close attention to calling me out on my poor chugging abilities.

“This ain’t no whiskey! Just lean your head back girl and say, ‘this is for my health!’”

I made it through one and a half cups, dry heaving intermittently.

The aloe shake escorts me to the suburbs of vomit village. My body has a pitiful, substanceless rebellion — a puking pantomime. Carrie and Ari are aloe shake champions, vera victors, drinking down their cups with ease while I sip, suffer and gag.

The amazing part is, the drink makes me feel really great. I’m not sure if it’s aloe itself or an adrenaline rush from the challenge of drinking something so truly unpleasant. People line up at the stand and many locals make it a daily ritual, so there must be something to it…whether it be the substance or it’s charismatic salesman.

After he's done extracting the crucial goo, Cephas gives you the remaining stalks and directs you to rub them into your skin. "It gets rid of the bumps!"

http://www.cephashotshop.com/

Random photo. The Minnow!

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Escapism, emancipation, ellipsis

Torn Graffiti

Cities are monuments to human strangeness and a bizarre urge to control, to contain, to put borders on anything from drinking water to countries.

Hand painted lettering owns plastic signage always.

wigs

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Soul Train, Tampa

Soul Train

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Surfing, work and cognitive dissonance

I work on a lot of videos and rarely post them here. These are a few videos I’ve done for Surf Station since my return. They are culturally significant, intellectually stimulating and deeply important. By that I mean they depict humans riding ripples in the sea on strange objects like over-sized sandals and longboards.

On a lighter note, check out this visual guide to cognitive biases.

Also, try a search for “oil spill” in google. Consider that the top result is an ad from BP. Straight from the horse’s mouth.

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Why Bore?

My brief visit to Tampa involved a lot of bicycling, blood, and tacos. I stayed with some friends in the Ybor area…which tourists cannot pronounce. Here are a few phone-y pictures. Film ones will come some day.

Bitten deep by chainring teeth. Hipster fashion bandanage.

Butternut squash tacos. From a bus.

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Where the sea meets the sky

On the plane home, I overheard a woman explaining the horizon to her son.

“See, the horizon is where the sea meets the sky.”

We talked many times about climbing up to the lighthouse and it became a joke because we never seemed to get around to it. Multiple mornings included this dialogue:

“What do you want to do today?”

“We should climb the lighthouse.”

There were so many wonderful things going on that the daylight simply flew by. On this day, we walked the walk. It was perfect, crystal clear skies, fresh air, small seas and a southern breeze.

Foliage

Foliage

Strange Fruit

Like so many days before, we took a break for lunch at Santos. Ode to maharini pie, ginger nectar and sticky rice pudding. After the satisfying sustenance, we returned to the sea for a bit of surfing and underwater viewing with our slick new masks. There were tiny little peelers and dolphins and fish and fun. The evening was a teepee filled with friends, musical moving images courtesy of the Doors and late night letter writing.

Sine and Cosine

Sine and Cosine

And then I left. True story.

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