Monday, August 27, 2012


So... I guess the ole' bloggeroo is getting a facelift. I'm tired of only posting about skateboarding, which explains why I rarely post anything at all. Anyway, I've been working toward my first solo art show for the last couple months. It's at The Rocking Frog cafe on 25th and Belmont, check it out if you're in town. Here are a few of the illustrations I've done for the show. I hope you enjoy them.

Ride on.

Friday, July 13, 2012

better late than never

Shelby and I took a road trip a few weeks ago through the majority of central and northern California to attend a wedding in Sonora. We had a really awesome time visiting with family and friends, skating a few skateparks, and exploiting the land of milk and honey. Here is Shelby's cell phone photo-g expose.

This is our faithful tent. 
Mt. Shasta and Lake Siskyou.
The campsite where we stayed is on this lake.
It's super sweet.
Elephant Seals are gnarly.
Derby lives! Tucking the knee and grabbing
frontal in homage to the 70's legends. I love Derby. 
Self-Portraits in Big Sur.

There are elk along the 101.

And then this.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

self-affirming prophecy

Danny Sargent c.1989
As I get older, I become more and more aware of the limited timeframe that my life will exist within. In response, I sometimes get irritated when my ship becomes captained by others expectations. Skateboarding evens the score. It's something I do completely on my terms, at my own pace, and for personal satisfaction alone. I've grown tired of questioning or challenging the responsibilities I have to the other people in my life. Mostly, because I love them and know that these responsibilities are an integral facet of the human experience. Without them I could not completely experience life. In a similar sense, I appreciate skateboarding for offering a divergent path, an alternate lens that illuminates the possibilities within the world around me, and provides a balance of perspective between obligation and fascination.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Total Outlaws

Abandoned skatepark #1

Abandoned skatepark #2
Helmet laws suck
Josh and I went on an abandoned skatepark journey earlier. We started at the Tualatin skatepark which is fun and showed definite signs of life all who had a distinct contact with reality. Next on the journey was Donald, which boasted the most colorful local of the day. As we were leaving, a kid with a guitar on his back in a gig bag, walked up and bummed a cigarette. He then proceeded to give me an abridged version of his life story. Including but not limited to, a near future move to West Linn to live with his girlfriend. This works well because his band practices in West Linn and they have some 'studio time' booked at the end of the summer. He has an interview at the Office Depot in McMinnville soon and informed me that he used to be a big time raver but has been four month clean, and that his girlfriend would kick his ass if he did anything more than weed. I can't make this shit up. Like I said before, the people you run into skateboarding will always amaze. Anyway, Josh and I decided that since we were most of the way to Newberg we would go, in spite of Newberg being the only skatepark in Oregon which enforces it's helmet rule. We didn't have helmets. We got kicked out. Total outlaws. Then we went to the Camby park since we were in that vicinity, which too was abandoned, for good reason. All in all today ruled.

Josh post-shralp at abandoned skatepark # 3  

Monday, June 4, 2012

Sea Legs

DDV indifferent to the water encroaching on the bow.
Dry red curbs as far as the eye can see with a Bruno sighting.

The rainy season is nearing it's 2 month hiatus so the skate bug has been a bit more prevalent lately. I suppose now is as good a time as any to break the several month silence and update ye ole blog. I've been getting out and skating fairly regularly but haven't really had the motivation to post anything. Laziness is as common a theme as janky cell phone pictures in this little corner of the innerweb. Anyhoo, I broke out the zip zinger earlier and cruised to breakfast, which was aptly consumed around 2 pm. On the way, a mailman shouted in my direction, "it beats delivering mail all day." It stoked me out. Sometimes the best part of going out skating is the interactions you have with completely random people - it's easy to take for granted, but it's always been something unique I've noticed. In spite of a late afternoon onset of rain, Dom, Jeff, Josh and I gathered for the new Monday night ritual of curb shralpage and wheelie sessions. This spot is pretty rad and virtually abandoned by 7 o'clock which works out
   well for us old dudes.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Endless Summer

It's been a while since I've posted anything. It's winter, what can I say? I'm lazy. Anyway, here is a super fun summer edit from the norfwes.