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R1-01048-0011Gang’s all here.

R1-01051-0025My new pal Will and a living shadow.

R1-01050-0011Surfs up.

R1-01048-0012I don’t always shoot film, but when I do, I never bother to edit.


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When you live in the dark heart of the “Poler Vortex” and winter drags on forever, a trip to the Cali’ coast is nothing short of incredible. Even if the water is poison, soiled by the slow decay of Fukushima runoff. But so what, death is inevitable and if you believe everything you read we’re all in for one hell of a cosmic nightmare. So, check out these pictures. Visit those pristine beaches. Jump in the water. Ride a dolphin. Hell, kill a shark with your bare hands if it makes you feel alive. All I know is that any trip with Ray Gordon, Magda Wosinska, Scott Toepfer, Jon Mehring, Dave England and my new bud Will Mayer is a privileged and special experience.

Gear, gear, gear. What photographer doesn’t sweat his weapon of choice? “Do I use film? Do I like the look of digital? Full frame vs something smaller, less noticeable?” Blah, blah, blah, what an unholy waste of time. My advice? Pop into Walgreens, grab some disposables and run into the night.

R1-01054-022AMy friend Zak’s birthday. He was seated. I stood in the cold. That’s what friends are for. 

R1-01054-021AClub kids 2014. Dude in the back circa ’98.


R1-01054-016AThere’s a place called Wasabi. Look it up.

R1-01054-015ADJ COOL HAND LUKE just moved to Berlin.

R1-01054-014AScott, keeping his cool as usual.




R1-08061-0013R1-08061-0014R1-08061-0015My old apartment was a gem. Great neighborhood. Close to work. Fun as all hell. The door was the perfect backdrop for any friendly photo shoot, and the neighbors left me alone to hoot and holler long into the night. But, the water was poison, the heater was on it’s last breath and the rent was just insane. More of these will keep popping up, but for now I’d like to thank Scott, Zak and Mary for participating in my life.

It’s not often I find my way home. But, back to the promised lands of Portland, Oregon I go. Here are some images shot in and around the City of Roses from my past few visits.

R1-08065-0025If you’re in Portland  this weekend be sure to stop by The One Show. You won’t be disappointed.

R1-08066-0022At my favorite budget resort, the Ebb Tide.

R1-08066-0021Beach fashion, Oregon style.

R1-08066-0020Seaside for Life.

R1-08066-0011Still one of my favorite blocks in Portland.

R1-08066-0004One of my last times home I was given a chance encounter. RIP old friend.

R1-08068-0012 R1-08068-0010Out of all the world’s coasts, Oregon’s t is the rugged bastard of my dreams.

It’s not about where you live, it’s about where you go. Travel far and wide. Travel as much as possible. Make sacrifices, take chances and get uncomfortable. You’ll never regret seeing something new.

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R2-08064-005ABright and early in the Navajo Nation.

R2-08064-000AI’m glad this photo is blurred and burned. A place like Zion should be experienced in real life, not simply seen on a screen.

R1-08066-0024Astoria, Oregon the land of The Goonies.

R1-08071-0006Some hotel, somewhere along the journey.

R1-08068-0021Downriver from downtown, Chicago.

R1-08068-0024The tip of Navy Pier, the entrance to Lake Michigan, Chicago.

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Most days, I sit at a desk. Sure, I travel more than most. Get to see and do some pretty cool things. But usually, I sit with my feet up, at a desk, all day long. Back in the old days though I wrote about snowboarding. Something I loved, still love and will always love. It’s how I grew up, it’s how I got my start and it’s something I know way too much about. Now, my favorite European snowboard magazine Method Mag  has published something new of mine. Something I can’t wait to see the fallout from. Here’s a LINK to the digital copy.

It’s the end of the night. People come over. They want more. Last call means nothing to this lot. They want to squeeze every hour from their weekend. But first, I put them against the wall and say, “Smile.”

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Big thanks to Mario Salvatori, Joanna Hussey, Sana Ahmed, Alex Walentin and Danielle Neftin.


R1-08484-0025Halloween has hit a wall. In my humble beginnings, this night was nothing but ninjas, silly string, horror movies and candy. You know, the best shit on earth. Then, post penis realization, it centered on school mixers, freak dancing and getting Dad to drive me to the hot girls after party. One, two, skip a few and boom, college happened. Since then Halloween has been nothing but slutty babes and debilitating hangovers. Until this year that is. This year, I went as a banana, had zero fun and called it quits on the drinking in order to shovel candy into my mouth. Here’s some photos from the horrible time I had. 

R1-08484-0016Rode in a cab with Goose, Maverick or whoever.

R1-08484-0015Went into diabetic shock some point following my ten hundredth Sour Skittle.

R1-08484-0019This guy was there.

R1-08484-0017Check the spider hiding in the ‘dreads. Gross.

R1-08484-0022No clue who this is.

R1-08484-0021Smokey the Bear, everybody.

R1-08484-0020The golden girls? I dunno, but I bet they broke out the next day.

R1-08484-0024I started running this week. Why? Because I’m getting fat and gross.

R1-08484-0023Babes. Skulls. Bras.

R1-08484-0018Hopefully next year will be better.