Until The Light Takes Us.

So much gnarlier than that Alice Cooper bullshit.

Happiness...

... is a clean Kimber.

Back, Version 2.0.

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The longest stretch I've ever endured without a motorcycle was about 4 months. After 2 months I was starting to get pretty grumpy. By 3 months I was losing my desire to live. And around 4 months Heidi demanded that I go buy one or she was done. Heidi's a champ like that.

Anyway. My new (to me) 93 HD FXR is finally off the lift and ready to roll. Ready enough, anyway... still a lot more to come. Watch for more over on the Bolts chunk of interspace.

I should be able to focus on the rest of life a little better now that I've finally got my scene back in check... I'm back, bitches.

Sorry for the absence.

The Art Of Rebellion, Round 2.

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I was recently invited to participate in Round 2 (Round 1, here) of Harley Davidson's "Art Of Rebellion" shows, featuring fellow photographer Adam Wright of Hauler fame, and artists Frank Kozik, Tara MacPherson, Brian Ewing, The Harpoon, Derek Hess, Lindsey Kuhn, The Pizz, John Van Hamersveld, Dirty Donny and Art Chantry.

Above is a video that Vice Magazine produced of the event. Check it out. If you hold out for 2 minutes or so, you can catch the 8 seconds of my drunken interview that made the cut.

Big thanks to Terry and the rest of the HD crew for another amazing opportunity to show with another crop of amazing artists.

El Masterpiece de los Renaissance.

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Heidi and I are back from New York City. We did what we could for them... the rest is in their hands.

Full write up on the show, the shenanigans, and the degradation... (second)coming soon.

Saturday Night.

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I'm about to hop a plane, so this is my last chance to remind y'all:

Last time was Santa Monica... this time, we're takin' The Apple.

New York City, Saturday Night.

Free beer.

Rad artists.

Photos by Adam Wright and myself.

Be there... I'm taking roll.

Pleasure.

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A while back I had the opportunity to shoot portraits of snowboarder Jeremy Jones for Pleasure Magazine out of Germany. This was my first shoot back to work after the accident. It was a long, late shoot, and none of the shots that we went out planning to get were happening - seemed to be gettin' shut down at every location I'd planned for one reason or another. But Jeremy's no rookie, and he knows what it takes to get the shot, so we pushed through and made it up as we went. I'm pretty stoked on what we got. The issue dropped in Europe yesterday, I believe. I don't know if it's possible to find an issue in the states, so here's your chance to break out the German-English dictionary and find out what the most progressive snowboarder alive had to say to the euros. Get into it. It always feels rad to see my shit in print... never gets old.

Action shots were handled by the guys who do that shit best --- Dean Blotto Gray, Andy Wright, Mark Welsh, and Pasi Salminen. Stoked to share space with those names, for sure.

Thanks, Jer.

R.I.P.

Irving Penn, dead at 92.

End Of An Error.

Geek out on that, why dontcha'?
Off to Portland...

Found the new scoot yesterday, via Craigslist. Hoppin' in a rented Dodge pick-'em-up in about 30 minutes... gonna drive 13 hours straight, hand over a little cash, load a bike, take a 5 hour nap in the cab, turn around and jam 13 hours straight back home...

It's been 2 months of broken-ism and bikeless-ness, but shit's about to turn.

I'll have pics for y'all as soon as I'm back... bike above is not the bike in question --- just a winner to keep y'all interested.

One Night Only:

One Night Only: October 17th.

Adam Wright and myself may not be on the poster... but I'll be there, hopefully Adam will be, and you should be, too.

Links:

The Artists

The Details

Nixon.

Super stoked to see that Nixon has dropped it's new campaign, and even more stoked to have contributed just a little bit of what I do to it. A rad campaign, several great photos of Nixon's groundbreaker personalities, and slick vintage inspired design. I'm super-diggin' it, and glad to have contributed in some small part.

(My photo is the blue motorcycle shot of Jeremy Jones - number 3 on the middle row. Thanks to the Nixon art team and to Mr. Jones for pimpin' my shit.)

Come Get Murder.

This, my friends, is Murder She Wrote.

Murder She Wrote needs a home.

We've had her for a little over a week now. She ran into Heidi's store several nights in a row, so Heidi finally just brought her home after checking with all the houses around the store. As best as I can tell, she's probably about 5-6 months old... not the tiniest of kittens any more, but she still has a lot of growing to do. She's super cuddly and super sweet, with beautiful markings and crazy blue eyes. She's still definitely a kitty in terms of play-time --- she'll chew your toes all night long, cause she's buck wild like that, and she climbs damn near everything, regardless of wether or not it'll actually hold her weight.

We already have 3 grumpy, grown-ass cats, and they really don't like having Murder around... so, she needs to come live with you.

We have an appointment to get her fixed on Friday, so that'll be taken care of. And she's litterbox trained... not a single accident since bringin' her in.

If you need a mega-cuddler in your life, let me know. Murder can't wait to move in with ya'. If you're a weirdo who does creepy things to kittens, don't bother... we really dig her, so we wanna make sure she ends up in a good home with someone who's gonna take care of her.

Attention, Ohio!

I damn near forgot to post this up...

Tonight, Coburn Gallery at Ashland University. In fact, the opening should be in full swing right about now...

Unfortunately, I'm not there - I'm exactly 1,724 miles away from this opening. So instead, I'll be having date night with my beautiful girl --- catching some fancy (for Utah County) dinner at The Blue Lemon, then jammin' over to see Halloween II. Dinner and a movie... you say cliche, I say classic.

Anyway, if there's any Ohio readers out there, run over, check the show, and shoot off a few snaps of the opening for me! In trade, I'll shoot you some stickers and a print!

Back In The Saddle.

Yup. I'm fuckin' back.

See the post below? That trip didn't start so well.

6 weeks of painkillers, antibiotics, the inability to work, sheer fucking boredom, and dealing with insurance agents.

All because I skimped out on changing some crunchy neck bearings and didn't drop the couple hundred dollars that I should have on a frame stabilizer. Fucking retarded. Don't skimp on your scoot --- if you wanna ride it fast, make sure that shit's up to the task. How dumb would it be to die because you didn't wanna drop a hunny on a new tire? Way dumb... that's how dumb.

Anyway, I'm back from the dead. This one makes me a zombie twice over.

Lots of cool shit on the horizon, so put my gimpy ass back on your radar.

And if you wanna know more about my blood, get over to the Bolts Action blog and dig back a page or two... plenty of shit on it over there. I'm done talkin' about it for a minute.