18 June 2013

poetry flows better with caffiene
poetry flows better with beer
poetry flows better with wine
poetry flows better with whine
poetry flows better from hell
poetry flows better closer to death
poetry flows better when you're falling in love
poetry flows better when you're falling out of love
poetry flows better during war time

we're always at war

#getpaidtowriteshitpoetry #askmehow #earnmoneyfromhometoday #itsnotworthshitifitsnotworthshit

17 June 2013

Still the best

Excuse the fact that this is advertising for a surf apparel giant and you'll get a nice piece of surfing history. Tom Curren's first wave at J Bay as Apartheid was finally on its way out. Legend has it he boycotted South Africa until that point. Curren and J Bay were always going to be a match made in heaven. His style of surfing was simply meant for the J Bay canvas. Perhaps, it is a true testimony to his ethics that he held off this pilgrimage for so long.

No matter how far surfing has come in the last twenty years, linking turns even remotely like Curren is still a huge aspiration. I can never quite articulate how inspiring Curren is. It is probably best to not even try. Let's hope they re-release Searching for TC at some point...

03 June 2013

Thomas Campbell's New Skate Film


Cuatro Suenos Pequenos - Trailer NO.1 - starring Javier Mendizabal and Madars Apse from UM YEAH on Vimeo.

Finally T-Mo makes another Skateboarding film with Basque ripper Javier Mendizabal. If you find Street League and the Berrics, as mind-numbing as I do, this might be a breath of fresh air. Out in July I believe.

30 April 2013

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Enlow Photo 

So I'm getting very close to the big 38. This is a crucial age for me, as it is a magical number in my family. Now, some people and rightly so, make fun of me for this, but making it to 38 without the old ticker exploding is quite uncommon with the males along my maternal line of descent. Back in 2009, I had more than a mild panic about this. You can read the details here or in Foulweather #3. Long story short, I got into the ring with death, not literally, but I wrestled the unavoidable beast and dodged his scyth... for now...  In hindsight, confronting my mortality and the subsequent depression I had to struggle out of was one of the most profound experiences of my life and what I regard as the true beginning of my adulthood. It is a journey, perhaps a healthy indivdual should undertake at twenty-one not thirty-three, but I'll blame Western culture for much of that. I feel many people continue to cruise through life, avoiding the big looming inevitability of all inevitabilities. It is all too easy to avoid familiarity, acceptance and eventual comfort with death in the presence of so many distractions, consumer pressure, career/ life expecations, mass media, social media, popular perceptions of youth, beauty, aging and so on. All I can really say, as with many other things in life, you have to put in the time and effort, to reap the rewards. Backward steps are possible of course, and I take them often but like my acupuncturist said now that she has 'opened the gates of hell,' and I walked through it, there's no going back to that state of panic, where I was once consumed by terror, paralyzed by hopelessness and meaninglessness. 

Anyway, I haven't made it to 38 yet. It is still a few weeks to go. So is this just another excuse to post photos of myself? 

I keep meaning to get back into meditation and Tai Chi to facilitate 'the journey' but there is simply too much skateboarding to be done. I'm slowly beginning to accept that skateboarding is going to have to be my meditation and Tai Chi and I have to say I think it is serving me well, even though it is more acceptable to drink beer while skateboarding. Getting older on my skateboard has been somewhat profound. It is teaching me some amazing lessons, in focus, when and what to let go of; how to celebrate and dive into the little stuff while shrugging off the big stuff and how to work towards perfect form. Before, I was an adult my approach was spastic and unrefined. I cared little for proper technique. I just wanted to get the job done and move on quickly. Now, I am an old man I appreciate working towards a proper form as if it was a  yoga pose of Tai Chi sequence. The proper deck check, the proper foot position and so on, while stilling the mind (hence the RnR Photo above). There is immense but calming satisfaction and joy in this pointless pursuit and I'm going to ride it out as long as I can for it not only connects me with 'everythingness' but because I might only have a few more sessions to go before the ticker goes 'boom.'

I must also acknowledge that I feel a little uncomfortable celebrating my life while my father-in-law is in reality far closer to death than myself, with likely mere months left on this plane of existence. At the same time, I know he appreciates it when other people have passions and pursue them with vigor. Bob was dealt a shitty hand and watching such a strong man, prematurely decay is heartbreaking but at the same time, as I mentioned a few weeks back, I feel like the dying open magical portals that the rest of us would do well to find the courage to look through. 

If anyone is still reading this tripe, I hope your journey is going well.

17 April 2013

Bye Bye Maggie

I was a but a child during Thatcher's Britain but, even so she made a lasting impression, miner's strikes, teacher's strikes, the Falklands, taking my school milk away from me. Some argue the banking crisis started with Thatcher. There is no doubt Britain is now suffering again under Thatcherite cut backs and privatization.  One thing we can thank her for is the radicalization of punks, youths, unionists, lefties and anarchos. 

14 April 2013

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Tijuana Collage by Enlow






02 April 2013

Know Your Story

I read a recent New York Times article that posited that children who know their family histories/ mythologies/ stories/ traditions etc. are more likely to be 'well-adjusted' than those who do not. And then I was sent this photo of my great great great great great grandmother Hannah Fearn. She was born in 1771. Photography, as I understand it was really not established much before 1830s at the earliest.
 


31 March 2013