Wednesday, March 31, 2010
photos by Bill Maxey
I had hung a postcard of the Steps of Montmartre in my cubical for many years; it followed me around for a few jobs. And then in late August, early September of 2001 I visited London and Paris. I was single and wasn't to meet my beloved Jay for 6 more months.
I stayed with my dear friend Nancy in London, and my friend Bill, who was going to Germany for a film festival, offered to arrive a few days early and escort me to Paris, as it would be my first time there.
The Louvre? It was beautiful, lit up at night. But I was there to imagine where Anais Nin and Henry Miller might have had coffee and to visit Jim Morrison's grave. Why the headstone of Oscar Wilde had tons of lipstick kisses all over it, I'll never know.
We walked a lot and I ate crepes with Nutella, petite loaves of bread and cheese, walked into fabric shops and saw the view of the entire city from the hill at the Sacre Coeur. If you haven't been there but saw the film Amelie (see 2:46), you know what that looks like. And when I did walk down that beautiful staircase, I really took it all in.
I'd been holding onto a mysterious roll of Holga film all of these years - until just recently when I finally had them developed. Looking at the photos, I feel like I lived a magnifique little dream.
Our lives are magnificent dreams of our very own creation. What shall we create this year?
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Friday, March 05, 2010
I had these kids hanging up in my bathroom at my old house in 2003. They're not kids anymore. I don't know who the young man is, but don't you just love his stance? That's from an issue of Longboard Magazine.
And then there's Prue Jeffries showing that wave what's what.
Happy Surf Fridays all you good peeps. I am happy we're all in this life together.
update: That's Zander Hartman from Malibu; thanks to Worm for the ID.
Thursday, March 04, 2010
From Issue #65 of Juice Magazine
When did you first ride the Arizona pipes? It was 1977. It was a whole group of us that went - Stacy Peralta, Tom "Wally" Inouye, Waldo Autry, Gregg Weaver, Scott Williams, Bob Biniak, Warren Bolster and me. I was the only girl. It was amazing. It was really a phenomenal group of skaters. We went in search of those pipes not knowing if we would actually find them, let alone be able to get to them without being caught and kicked out.
That was the first time that a well-known group of pro skaters had gone to skate them with a photographer. We all got on a plane and rented cars and went in search of something amazing. When they came into view out in the distance, it was just insane. The closer we got, the bigger they became. It was really surreal. The car was rocking and everyone was losing their minds.As we got to them, everyone just kind of scattered with their bag of boards. There were so many sections that everyone just took their own section. It was unbelievable.