Papersurfer the movie?

One midsummer day I was leaning into an involved conversation with an abstract artist (of moderate fame) who, for no apparent reason, said to me in an intriguing manner… “…you should write a book…” The conversation was slightly fuelled by a prelunch intake of cold refreshing cider in an ancient, smoke filled country pub. So… Continue reading Papersurfer the movie?

In the mist…

…it’s been several weeks since I made it into the sea. My last visit to the Peniche peninsula was somewhat hampered by cranial mucous infestations so I was relegated to photographer on this obscenely offshore day at Molho Leste. I miss surfing when I’m landlocked. I miss the connection with the sea. I miss the… Continue reading In the mist…

Apparently Jesus was a surfer…

…the evidence is out there – you just have to look for it. The long flowing locks and irreverant attitude… The love of seafood and a drop of vinho tinto or two… I’m thinking the whole Joseph/carpentry thing was slightly misleading – dovetails shmovetails – he was shaping custom longboards for the Galilee massive. Don’t… Continue reading Apparently Jesus was a surfer…