2010.

January 1, 2010

There goes another year.I personally can say check ya later 2009 and happy daze 2010!

Booze, Family, Loved ones and a cracker of a time!

What will be, will be.

January 1, 2010

Medium
Acrylic, spray can, posca pen.

What will be, will be.

This is not apart of the Love tag series, it’s my favourite and not for sale.
The face represents a powerful woman.As the saying goes, Mother earth is not a power to be reckoned with.In life it’s unattainable to control and force life.
I believe you should have faith in the universe and that higher power.
Trust, believe and love.
No matter what in life, in the end it will always be the saying that keep you sane and relaxed.
What will be………. will be.

Love Face.

January 1, 2010

Medium
Acrylic, spray cans, posca pens

Love Face

I chose the pink that represents love.The colour yellow represents the warm sun.The face represents beauty and love, she is surrounding and wrapped all around the dolphin.The yellow exterior is the face, the goddess’s light and love, she is trying to save the blood shed and pain of the dolphin, that is painted red to show this.
The dolphin is being healed by the warm light of the goddess.

Dolphin LOve.

January 1, 2010

Medium
Acrylic, spray can, posca pen

Dolphin Love

Again i did these paintings after my trip down the east coast of Australia for S4C and the Transparentsea Voyage.Everyone involved was apart of the plan to bring about some attention and awareness to all the beautiful whales together with the state of our beaches and their cleanliness( or lack of)

On our stops down the coast we were greeted with the presence of mega pods of dolphins.They would surround us in the surf with excitement and energy.
The dolphin represents our freedom and magic in Australia.
The dolphin is crying which represents the pain from the fact they are being murdered all over the world.
The sea spirit lady represent protection.I chose the colours as i felt they suited.I love gold and chose it to represent wealth as i feel the dolphins are a wealth you cannot afford and fun that play in our oceans.
We need them, so show some love and save the dolphins.

Whale Love.

January 1, 2010

Medium
Acrylic, spray can, posca pen.

Whale Love.
The heart represents love.
The whale is our icon of freedom.
The ocean goddess i painted to represent beauty.
I painted this when i got back from travelling down the eats coast of Australia for Transparentsea voyage with Surfers for cetaceans.
I was inspired by the dedication and importance to save our ocean/earth and all living in and on it.
The whale is crying for his safety and the safety of the future of his own kind.
Save our Whales.

Tagged with Love.

January 1, 2010

A collection of the present state mind i’m in.

I have never written about my art work, nor ever tried to or thought about writing about it.It’s a new year approaching and i’m all about trying everything new, fun and under the label of ‘just about anything!”

I left alot behind when i left Sydney.On the other hand i gained 3 times more together with nothing i had ever imagined my life would take a turn for.

I fell in love with life again.

I head speared into my art, surfing, and have chosen to emmerse myself back into the world with a new vengance hunting new experiences and wearing a new setyt of eyes.

I reflected on my life so far as i have lived it, and i look at it as if i were a bear coming out of hybernation, with the smell of spring in the air!

All you need is love.

So i tagged this series of art with the word LOVE,

FOR IT’S ALL YOU SHALL NEED IN LIFE,

“Love as deep as the ocean,
And more powerful then all the seas!”

Kalm.

Bless tha Beats.

January 1, 2010

A kid with a dream, Scott Mackie my little brother rocked the Brunswick hall.

It was a Saturday night drizzling rain together with a mega storm head lining the horizon.Plastic money Records( Scott) performed his second ever show.There were also 5 other acts that night and with complete ignorant biasism i thought Plastic money records was the best.

If you listen to his lyrics, they are filled with words of overcoming the hurdles you come face to face with as a young man, trying to establish your place in the world.

There are also some cheeky, fun new songs to dance too.All the beats and words are done by Scott.

Plastic Money records…… going off like a “Cocked Back Gun!”

www.myspace.com/ozkingg

Burningman.

January 1, 2010

They say the most fun thing about Burningman is the journey to getting there, i don’t mean the scenery that you view on the drive there which is absolutely phenomenal, that changes colour like a disco light.I mean the random happenings of chain of events that i under went to find my way to the festival.

I was on Nusa Lembongan a small island in Indonesia with my family, i had just got back from the Carribean celebrating my friends birthday and i had no money left. I had previously been asked twice already by different friends to go to Burningman.I had never heard of it and i definitely did not have the money by this time to consider it, but with some positive thinking and a third invite by a spirited lady i met at Nusa Lembongan that i could not pass up the offer of a third time asked as it’s my lucky number. After spending most days with them surfing and dining she offered me a spot in her car as a friend of her’s dropped out.
She was studying constructional engineering, while also a really good bondage expert and was performing at the festival.She was celebrating her honeymoon with her husband and they were such a rad couple.
I thought about it, scraped up a few dollars together as i sold a board and a painting back at home in sydney, right when i needed it and it got me on my way to L.A, stepped off the plane and off i set in a car with two new cool mates for the 13 hour drive and landed at Burning man at midnight unaware of the fun and games i was about to embark on.

One desert, 53,000 humans and a big fat full moon.Burningman is an amazing festival that i chose not to indulge in detail about.Simply because the details are blurry and most importantly it’s a place where your personal experience amongst the other 53,00 people is so unique, different and personal.
So the modest version of my experience is…….

First you are greeted at Burningman by a couple of people dressed as angels and you are initiated for first timers by getting out of the car and doing a dust angel in the playa dust( dust that is high in alkaline and dries the fudge out of you), followed by donging the big gong at the front gate.
Your only means of transport is a bike, your feet or an art car,(a car that is either a turtle, a penis, a pirate ship anything that the imagination can create you will see it at Burningman)

As discussed with the random dedicated burn folk and amongst our group, you arrive to Burningman stained from the stresses of the real world, drenched in your own filth internally, but externally squeaky clean.
Ironically you leave with your soul and internally completely refreshed and all you brought is left at the entrance, wide eyed inspired and filthy from the playa dust that has found every crevice and surface of your body.

Take your costumes, one for the morning and one for the night, cover yourself in glitter head to toe, or just run nude! everyone is doing it! It’s a place you can get away with it, no one knows you, no one is judging you and running nude in the Nevada Desert with the full moon rising over the jaw dropping scenerary of massive mountains surrounding the festival, while the sun is still up and on it’s way down setting.It’s a wonderland of excitement that is completely surreal.

Cycling round in a dust storm, dancing under the stars, and watching a massive bon fire the size of a small hotel in the middle of the desert as the wheels crank in motion busting out the tunes 24 hours non stop.The music is the heart beat as it thumps forĀ  seven days and nights.Why wouldn’t you want to experience the burn?

You really go to Burningman to escape reality and create your own with your friends.

So what are you waiting for?

Get ya costumes and get to Burningman!

D.S.A.

December 18, 2009

In testing conditions at Clarke’s Beach, Byron Bay, a group of volunteers came together as a group to enable an experience that you would think was impossible.

Everyone there understood and showed the appreciation they have for their lives physically.Beyond the obvious physical disability, soulfully on another level the happiness from the experience of whizzing along a wave in the crystal clear waters of Byron Bay together, sharing that short moment of complete happiness lasts a lifetime in the hearts and memories of all that was there participating and helping.

The obvious message i got from it was, the essence of what life experiences should all be about.Forget money, expectations, and life’s weight of self created stresses.The day was a success in that regard of the true essence of life and fun.

Thanks to D.S.A. they enabled the world of unity, passion, compassion and a sun, wave, fun filled few hours that really instilled in me …

To live life to the fullest and funnest!

The encouragement there and the hands on effort to create a moment for each person there was tremendous.YOu cant compare the experience as it held it’s own magic and offered it’s own unique experience. I find comparison creates a wedge betweeen things and people and often separates us.

No one human is the same,

or see’s the same,

or hears the same,

or feels the same…..so why try compare?

Every moment experienced in your perception should be cherished and treasured.

Be grateful for your moments and successes.It’s what we can take anywhere and everywhere with us.

Kelly really touched me in a way i have not experienced before.I was so nervous and full of fear for her life, at the thought of having to push her into a wave.THe conditions were hard and it was awfully windy and choppy.

Kelly was in a wheel chair that had a breathing machine attached.Two nurses came along for the day with her and they switched wheel chairs to enable her to get down the beach.She went from the one with the breathing machine that was attached to her trachea,to the beach one with big bouncy wheels and was then hand pumped through a bottle being hand squeezed by one of the nurses, so she could get down the beach to catch a few waves.

Kelly was in full trust of her carer, we found out she loved surfing and had done it all before so she was super amped and the conditions and the experience a weekend or two before did not hinder her keeness to get out amongst the waves.

Prior to this weekend a few guys in the rubber ducky at the Surf Life Saving club took her out for a ride and accidently flipped the boat and got water down Kel’s wind pipe.These are all the risks you have to take into account when dealing with the ocean and to just decide to do this well awatre you cant get any water down your windpipe ina matter of critcal life or death is an outright living life to the fullest!

It frightened her and she had to get the water all pumped out, but being the legend that she is, without any signs of pulling out it was go time!,Kelly got back out in the ocean and caught a couple of waves.

The procedure we were relayed was told with the utmost seriousness and a giggle of pure admiration from the team leaders.Twenty five of us all lined the water an arm width apart and across to make a tunnel so her and Damien could ride to shore with back up if anything should of happened. The Team leaders all carried her out the back as she layed on her back.There was a person holding an umbrella over her head so the sun didn’t shine in her eye’s.The nurse followed out still hand squeezing air into her lungs, she had 30 seconds to a minute of air left in her when they stopped pumping to catch the wave and the other nurse was at the shore ready to reconnect the pump bottle to supply air for her again.

Kelly caught three waves with the last one being the craziest ride.The wave was quite powerful and they nearly nosedived, to our delight they didn’t and everyone was grinning as huge as the Chesshire cat from Alice in Wonderland and the hoots and high fives went round.Everywave caught i was holding my breath and jumping around like a maniac full of nerves praying she wouldn’t flip off into the water and drown, my nerves soon went and it were quickly replaced with complete admiration and inspiration.

After Kell’s surf we were toldĀ  the next adventure for her was sky diving!!!!

So anyone who says they can’t do something should come to a D.S.A day and come surf, chat and watch these souls who really live life to their fullest, with the thanks and admiration of our real life angels who care and provide these experiences for them.

Only a surfer knows the feeling!

Live out Today.

December 14, 2009

If something is troubling you, stop worrying over the past.

What is past is past.

It has already gone by.

The important thing is not to wear away your energy for living today by worrying.

So why worry about the past mistakes, or wrong decisions? What does it matter that you were criticized by others?

You are alive today.

You cannot use yesterday’s time nor use the time of tomorrow.

All you have in your hands is the twenty four hours of today.

What you need is sustenance for today.

What you need is today’s work.

So live out today.

Why worry about the future?

Tomorrow’s work can be done tomorrow.

LIVE OUT TODAY WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT!

By Ryuho okawa.