Insinuation II: Hunting Reverb for Survival

Molten harmonics signal the release of tensionThe groaning of tectonic riffs Played with the volume cranked to eleven The subterranean chords of metal and rock circle their preyDescending through chasms Black air dripping with the sweat of earth Waiting to shake its foundations And strike Hunting reverb for survivalAnd it hides by the deepest frequencies […]


Insinuation I: Lost in a Sea of Synapses

Dancing at will upon the innumerous grainsThe finite brains of particulate philosophersWho cannot through their centrifugesDo anything other than remain on it’s surfaceGrasping at photonsMissing the pointMarching lockstep in lines around the cornerAdrift in a city of relapsesLost in a sea of synapsesMentally sequencing the circuitry required To awaken the silicon mined of earthThe silicon […]


Insinuation: Prologue

Rising and falling, the transfer of energy, the simple wave is itself in nature prominent.To look too close is to see only the thing and miss the implications of its movement.From here on no further mention made of the object of our salted minds.Just an attempt with light and with shadeto find it between the […]


Insinuation XI: Like Polished Brass

Lengthening shadows signal the cycle Is nearing its endSoon to repeat againAnd as the fading light races the horizonThe dust is what we’ve laid eyes onThe circuit completeThe awakening of earth’s mind In a thousand incandescent lightsStreaming forth To welcome all and then someTo receive the failed and winsomeHer final thought to hold a mass […]


Insinuation X: Green Explosions

The fragile seed Takes root and shootsGreen explosions of sunshine Burst forth from the scattered ashes Of those laid to rest From the day when the mad disease Took aim and shotTheir passing became The passion behind The protest of laughing children Bellies fullThe harvest abundant Ringing from the bell tower Over field and foe […]


Breakwall

Recent Live Art piece from the Save the Waves fundraiser in SF a few weeks back. I’m really stoked how this one turned out. I went with a simple image of a wave about to break into a breakwall, an enigmatic comment on our role in shaping the shoreline, creating and destroying surf breaks along […]


Hand Jive

Painted live at the San Diego Surf Film Festival, 2014. Throughout the 4 day event, contributing filmmakers were asked to trace a print of their hands on this 36″ x 36″ canvas. On the final day, I incorporated their hands into this finished piece.


California Spring

20 things I’m thankful for in the middle of this storm…⠀⠀A life spent exploring this coast. ⠀A brother that showed me the way to enjoy the ocean. ⠀A mother with the patience of a saint to bundle into the VW and wait while we surfed the afternoon into evening. ⠀A father that loved to drive… […]…

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