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Been spending some sweet time shaving foam down to manageable proportions, and have ended up with a 5′5″ twin-fin fish named Rose Marie, and a 9′4″ super slider log named Huckleberry. Come around sometime and give them a ride…Up next on the surfing front, a 5′11″ displacement hull with a big time flex tail.

This might be a stretch but often when I look at Robert Longo’s wave drawings I can’t help but think about the various real waves these remind me of, and how much I as a trapped urban surfer wish I could be near their giant, glassy faces…A brief comparison of source and interpretation

Margaret River, Western Australia - The Box

Half Moon Bay, California - Three Views of Maverick’s

Teahupoo, Tahiti

Tasmania, Australia - Cyclops

Oahu, Hawaii - Waimea Bay


Oahu, Hawaii - Pipeline

Oahu, Hawaii - Waimea Shorebreak

“For me there are many connections between the bombs, roses, Freuds and waves… Aside from man becoming nature, the waves were about nature becoming man. They‘re so animate, so much about power, and feelings we all understand about being overpowered, somebody rising up and taking over. The bombs are the opposite. We are creating things that could make us obsolete. Which is a frightening thing.”
-Robert Longo

Olive’s first showing of pictures commenced last night, and I must say, that they are much more elegant than anything I will ever be able to muster. Up and about for about one month’s time, go sneak in and see them at the Shala Yoga Studio @ 815 Broadway near Union Square. Regs Biz Hours, get up in that spotty immediately, buy all of her photos, then head over to the Mollusk Surf Shop in Brooklyn, purchase 10 surf sticks, pick me up from my house, and let’s go to Montauk, like yesterday.

As Always, she has much much more on her cosmically charged webber HQ - The Olive Branch

Tip of the Right Coast mysto bombs. One hooded seal all day, after gaggle upon heaving crew of onlookers took the plunge for an undetermined session of exquisite fortitude.