On Earth Like an Astronaut

I think

2012-02-06T22:51:00.000-08:00

starting to understand
time away from you now seems the same
hollow like the vessel you carry yourself in.

no weight to words that long for depth
polyphonic disharmony
honestly not harming me
I wonder bout the many others

can't even hear the music anymore
turned off so hard it won't come back
sound scratches at the speaker

time is not after us
worry not for that which you cannot control
time is not for us

seize yourself alive
find yourself with open eyes
dare to look at me

tell me what tomorrow brings
open seas are all I see
and deeper we can go

not empty on the inside
but feel like floating on
somedays it's easier to be
with nothing on the mind

Nothing Happening Here

2012-02-04T01:52:00.000-08:00

There's nothing happening here. No one walks this way any more. The streetlight flicker on and off with random passersby, light trails chase speeding cars away and off into the distance. Never stopping never slowing down. The bicyclist pedals uphill downhill flat land too unfolds before them never ending so long as they don't break the cycle.

Took a message on the phone from an unknown number. Didn't tell me who they were, but they knew why they were calling. I said I didn't care but couldn't figure out who they were. We both hung up around the same time. Frustrated for no reason about nothing.

When there were things going on. Light on every mantle, inspiration overflowing like too many keys on keyboards which I so often wander- find myself stuck between the black ones and the whites (not that eighty eight's constraining so could be infinity)- have to get out with a new sound everything must be original must be new and not recycled undoubtedly it's all been done before so why are we even here? To dare repeat the same atrocities of our ancestors? Or to weave our realities with our dreams and hopes and aspirations so that one day new will be the breath that you exude. Every breath. Every breath providing and inspiring creativity and life. Not a new way to breath, but more a new reason.

I'm writing a book

2012-01-04T00:56:00.001-08:00

it's called "How to keep fish awake" and so far it's going well. That is, the fish are awake.

rePost

2011-12-24T01:35:00.000-08:00

reminds me of a cold morning.. frost on the ground

..but praying for snow

some lights like Christmas

wow

2011-12-10T01:25:00.000-08:00

There is no way I'm staying up for this lunar eclipse. Hope youtube provides me with slo mo HD footy mañana. Until 2014!!

Happy Birthday, Mark Twain

2011-11-30T17:40:00.000-08:00

One of my favorite writers of all time. Wrote the tallest tales and inspired me to adventure on from an early age. I'll just leave you with a popular quote of his :))

"Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."

Keep an eye out for shooting stars tonight!!

un pathetic empathy empowering people to understand our situation

2011-11-22T20:36:00.000-08:00

they put us together
hidden in woods
soon full of smoke
and mirrors
we cannot see ourselves
amongst each other

a message
newspapers headlines
spew sewers worth of shit
lies deception
can't believe anything
except experiments

accept experience
the only truth
foundation on which to build
knowledge understanding
sympathy and empathy
the world is not pathetic

we are un-empowered
we must get up
with one another
wake up wake up
before peace
there seems always
to be war

OLDssssSNOWwwww

2011-11-22T12:34:00.000-08:00

Not here today, but last year at some point..

These were taken then beer was spilled all over my holga..
thats what the funk is about..

truck in the trees

snowy road in America

note to self: beer and film do mix!!

and knowing myself will mix again on accident.. good thing that holga's only got a couple moving parts on it.. such a trooper of a camera :))

rainy day

2011-11-16T15:20:00.000-08:00

playing some piano today.. forget how good it feels sometimes..

forget it feels so good
until it's time again
then you gotta find it
feel it for yourself
forget that you forgot
it ever felt so good

and the cut of the day..

(not the dope pre-mixed version of one of my favorite Beatles songs ever, though it could be)

LIBERATION!!

In search of a new season!!

2011-11-13T20:40:00.000-08:00

Whistler opens Friday :))

This is the first year I haven't had a pass up there in years :((

bout to be that time of year!!

good thing there's good snow in Washington!!

Shred hard yall!!

poesia barata

2011-10-30T22:27:00.000-07:00

working hard to get found
like a penny face down on the floor

peoples feet come passing by
stepping on cold copper skin

grinding into pavement
what was once shiny

until enchanted eyes spy
inexpensive liberation

the joy of something found
I feel like a happy penny in the right pocket

SUm FuNk

2011-10-11T22:11:00.000-07:00

The Penultimate Year (of sorts)

2011-10-11T21:44:00.000-07:00

Bike out Back

East Van

Turning 24 tomorrow.
This will be the last one before I decide if I want to go back to school (and the itch is still there).
Got a few more things to tick off "the list" in the coming year.
(travel-wise, career-wise, life-wise).
The last one has been amazing.
Plenty of growth and fresh thought.
THANK YOU to all my friends and family for all the LOVE.
You are my natural inspiration, you awesome people!!
I look forward to this next year of new things as I approach 25.
Stay fresh, enjoy what you do, and don't be afraid to think.
And never forget to smile!!

Ambient Landscape

Patterned Pictures

2011-10-05T14:44:00.001-07:00

Back to Black and White (BBW)

2011-09-26T22:37:00.000-07:00

Shot a roll of Ilford XP2 a few months back, just scanned the negs. Really dig it. XP2 is black and white film (emulsion) that is color processed (C41). The grain looks great, it preformed well in different lighting situations, and the black and white is just so sexy.

"It looks 'old school'! like what is that?" a friend asked me.

It is just film. If I knew how to work my scanner better these scans would probably come out better. I plan on printing a couple, let me know if you like any that I post in particularly.

Most of the blur can be attributed to the less than stellar plastic Holga lens.
Without it, the watercolor-like photos would never turn out.

If it had a better lens, I'd never use it AND/OR spill beer on it all the time, like I do anyways.

(check back in soon for the end of a roll I spilled beer on...really cool effects, hahaha)

New Scans

2011-09-26T01:20:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I'm just lazy and don't do anything artistically productive. I tend to hate myself retrospectively for those periods of time. I have had these four rolls of film just sitting in a box for a couple months. Just doing nothing. Been busy doing other things, blah blah blah. Well I scanned them tonight and theres a bunch of goodies in there. Makes me all excited to go take some more.

Here's a few keepers to whet your appetite :))

turns out I still love the Holga.

That first shot is like a watercolor.

And the double exposure is one of my favorites I've ever taken!

Love sharing new photos.

Let me know what you think!!

Peace!

Autumn Comes

2011-09-25T19:16:00.000-07:00

Autumn comes this year
fools the weatherman predicting three days of rain,
we get
the spoils of an indian summer
beneath the sliver of a new moon

the clouds are gathering
among the mountains they are tall and white and bulbous
basking in the setting suns darkest hues
of pink and deepest purple

to the north the clouds consume the entire sky
as the sun fades
every shade of grey blankets
everything below

"It's too hot outside,"
I heard him say. This was before the rain.
It's always never good enough for some.
I guess we have our days.
Some feel the need to just complain, no matter if it rains.

We cannot change the weather
so like the sunshine
like the rain
no matter what you do some things you cannot change
so enjoy both in their respective seasons
they like you just the same.

35mm Yummy

2011-07-23T17:42:00.000-07:00

Disposable cameras are a whole art to themselves. Simple mechanics, solid performance (flash/shutter action), and 35mm 100/400iso film- it's hard to mess up a shot if you know what you're doing. But who ever knows what they're doing? Experimentation with grainy results and no worries about gear getting messed up.

(domes are super safe working environments for cameras)

But they're fun for beginners too. The satisfaction of clicking away ten pictures of the SAME DAMN THING (AMEEEEEEEENNNNN!! hahahaha) is undeniable. Once we see the results we quickly realize all the mistakes and that is life, you did or didn't get the shot, the world is over (or at least coming to an end)..

(That shot got caught not parking Charles)

But really: the more photos you take the better your eye gets as it recognizes what makes a nice picture so nice!

If I were to teach a photography class I would start out with some disposable cameras. The course fees would go towards four of the five dollar cameras (equipped with a flash), processing fees, and prints (maybe even doubles so they could trade pics amongst themselves).

(Sharing is caring: Elisa and Ali know best!!)

The first week we would talk about composition, color, contrast, aesthetics: things that make a picture beautiful. What makes one picture more likable than another?
The second week would be about light: aperture, shutter speed, flashes, and the mechanics of a camera. How different cameras record images, film formats, etc.
The third week would be about editing. Students would choose favorite photos of theirs, their classmates, and pros and explain what they liked about them. How we choose which photos to post/print/delete, costs of photography, advertising etc.
The fourth week would be a full on show with students presenting their favorite 12 shots.

After the first week students would display one roll each. Just shots from that week. And in whatever order they were taken.
The second week would be the same only they could choose to display from both rolls.
Third week presentations would be comparing own works with others.
Fourth week show. Peer review of 12 top shots (including descriptions of why chosen)

(rule of fourths? haha)

The whole idea behind this would be to hone the eye. A good photo is not a photo because you pressed the shutter. It is because you have taken the time to compose the situation and translate it into the lens. You have taken all the variables into consideration and not wasted your shot as a car went by, but rather waited until the ENTIRE universe was ready for that shot to happen. By forcing students to pay for their rolls hopefully they'd develop a sense of why certain photos are considered "good" or "bad" and therefore be challenged to take better pictures. A week is the perfect amount of time to take 24 pictures. Why not, right?

Disposable rolls are for me a good time to experiment. Portraits (which I am not too fond of) are made easier for some reason with the handy disposable. The cameras themselves don't get in the way and I have no worries about it getting smashed by some skateboard or dropped in the water, whatever.

I'll stop talking now. Here are some of my favorites I took over the past two months touring through Western Canada with the goof troop..

Charles sprays the lip as a BC grom looks on.

"Am I really gonna be that hairy someday?" he thinks...

Vancouver, BC.

Lights and timing and a nice night.

Jasper, AB

Furry balls and fire

Canadian road trip shot

And a token "sunset on the beach" shot for good measure!!

Now get outside and take some pictures people!!

Sean

Golden ideas

2011-07-20T13:25:00.000-07:00

cracks in pavement disappear
perspectives shifting towards the sky
ominous grey clouds out-loom sunshine
the sun is not that high

but we are
on a beach away from winds
that tear leaves off the trees
and rip through clothing like a
twister through a broken barn

bare skin and nakedness
hold me closer to your breast
endless warmth with every breath
naturally alive and best

believe there is a way to better
health and happiness
covered up in fabrics like
a house covered in paint
that can be changed at season's whim

left to the weather to wither away
with age comes wisdom I am told
what happens when we repaint
what we no longer want to see
in thin leaves of gold

gilded thoughts are not so heavy
as we wish them to be.
solid gold is what we're going for
weight don't lie to me.

Sunshine Hiding

2011-07-10T13:54:00.000-07:00

Past few days have been mostly wonderful here in Vancouver. Besides breaking the crank of my bike and another flat tire. I'm saying fuck bikes for the rest of my time here and skateboarding. Saw a bunch of fun stuff in Stanley Park for the 125th birthday of Vancouver. Two days ago we saw Mother Mother. Last night was Neko Case and then a set by her other band, Vancouver natives, the New Pornographers. All for free. All outside. All with fun friends. And sunshine.

Put a flower in your hair
just to watch it wilt away
you stole its beauty for yourself
you selfish thing
as if we need to water you
to keep you nice and pretty

hehehe, sooooooo many beautiful people in this city!!

Astral Gatherings

2011-07-07T16:50:00.001-07:00

Looking west on a summers eve
the solstice passed
was celebrated in a forest full of trees
and we made fire
embers burning still
like stars
The Northern Light guided us
further east adrift
a pile outside Edmonton
amazing energy attracted
metaphysically and musically.

Apparently feeling poetically inclined :)

Spontaneous Adventure

2011-06-14T11:32:00.000-07:00

I came up to Vancouver last week sometime. Since then I have travelled some 2,000 kilometers east then west on a crazy adventure with some of my best friends.

The offer was Jasper for a couple nights, Calgary for one, and then back to BC in time to see my beloved Vancouver Canucks take Lord Stanley's Cup (game seven finals on Wednesday in Vancouver). We ended up forgetting about Calgary on the first day, opting instead to stay in the outdoor adventure friendly Jasper, AB.

If you click on that picture you can zoom into it. That's Jasper on the right ride of the photo. That shot is taken looking north east toward Edmonton some 4 hours away. We were reassured by our local guide, Ryker, that there was much more to see in Jasper than the urban centers of Calgary and Edmonton. The drive was unreal, through valleys of true giants: Athabascan glaciers and massive mountains covered in aged pine and birch bursting with fragrant life! We saw a bunch of wildlife on the drive alone. Elk, mountain goat, and even a black bear on the way in. I was reminded kindly by the sun that summertime is in fact on its way. It seemed in Jasper as though summertime was already here.

We had some stuff to do in Jasper, but mostly our days were spent outdoors. Hiked to a nice view of Patricia and Pyramid Lake the first day. Then Ryker gave us an amazing tour of the National Park (which he somehow facilitated for free). Jumped off some big cliffs into a cold Horseshoe Lake, checked out some dope falls at the Edge of the World, and drank a pint of the finest stout I've ever tasted at Jasper brewpub with the boys ($4 a pint with Ryker's local discount).

The view from the Pyramid Lake - Jasper trail was unbelievable. I completely and totally fell in love with the surrounding beauty. Everywhere I looked there was something more I thought was impossible to miss. A mountain range I hadn't seen, or a feature on a hillside, or another lake, another peak poking out of the horizon. Undeniable beauty.

There will be more pics up soon of my Facebook. Just uploaded a bunch from New Zealand too.

If you're feeling bored at all this summer just get out a map, draw a big circle around wherever you are and check the perimeter for potentially cool places you've never been. Then find some friends and go for a few days. Don't forget your freedom (if you got it).

Happy trails!

Sean

A few preliminary photos

2011-06-05T15:30:00.000-07:00

There are a million places to put photos these days. Photographers in this digital age share their work online (flickr, facebook, picasa, blogs, etc.) Most of our photos end up being deleted, many more end up locked on some external hard drive lost and unseen.

Through my travels and what not I have found sharing photos on Facebook to be the easiest way to let my friends see my work. This blog is about the process of art as much as it is about art, life, whatever. But what I post in one place (or even what photo I choose/like or reject/dislike) varies depending on the audience. That is not to say that I shoot for a specific audience (besides myself). I don't shoot for anyone but me. I like to take photos of all sorts of things. Peoples, cars, animals, the sky, the mountains, ocean, boats, roads, backstreets, bums, trash, shiny things, yadda yadda yadda.

In the process of selection/editing (which really takes up the most of my "photography" time) something around 80% of my photos disappear to me. The ones yall see are usually topical, personal, art shots, or "the best" (haha!)

Here are a couple that I have no reason to post :)) I just like them, the people in them, or the story they tell.

The story of this series is "feeding out at L.C. Horse Farm." Hope you enjoy them!!

Buckets and buckets of rolled oats and molasses, feed supplements, and horses names.

Takanini feed:

Asian, No. 2, oats, electrolytes, sugar beets

Hugo the kitten takes a nice cat nap under Kevin's cap

More photos to come :)

keep checkin here and on my Facebook for more!!

Sean

Definitly just gotta say

2011-06-04T21:34:00.000-07:00

GO CANUCKS GO!!

that is all for now. In Vancouver for the weekend. Going to the beach again tomorrow, fixing my bike at MEC with Dip, and then back to Seattle for a while. Nice to see Vancouver go crazy for the Cup. Went busking tonight with my boys. Watched a lot of people enjoying themselves on an early summers eve :))

I CAN FEEL IT COMING!!!

Sean

I do this every time

2011-06-02T00:15:00.000-07:00

wait too long
then don't wait long enough

see nothing
then see way too much

the situation
changing all the time

a new car
on the road
is used already
old

i see your face
in all my dreams
why can't you
be near me

this time is realer
than the last
but oh
how can it be

we do
underestimate emotions
underestimate thought
underestimate the time it took
to find out

that I do this every time

The sun shined outside today :)

2011-04-23T01:22:00.000-07:00

Summer time is coming
and I am running away.

Good bye to friends and family for a little while.
Adventure calls with room and board
a winter in the south
the trade's a summer in the north.

The other hemisphere with
names and shapes and stars
I've never known.
I've never thought to ever go here
but I think the time is now.
There are people here
and they're there too
on the flanks of new volcanoes.

Over my mountains and all the ocean
nearly to the land of Oz
I'm just another astronaut stuck here on earth
exploring what we've got.

So today I got a ticket to a place I now must go.
With constant optimism
good vibes surely are to flow.

For reals. If you want a postcard from New Zealand leave your address and maybe you'll find something in the mail.

I leave tomorrow. To work on a horse farm in Clevedon, NZ for a month or two. Should be good work, good fun.

Not looking forward to the flight down. I'd take a flying monkey if it was faster :)

Peace be with you!!

to gaze upon atop of new volcanos
people
towards winter in
another hemisphere
nowhere I'd thought I'd be

chyeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

2011-03-24T23:39:00.000-07:00

going to Canada tomorrow!!!

Gonna shralp some, get some, see some, people, shows, and so much stuff to dooooo.

In three days I hope I can.

My good friend Kieran Doyle has hopped across the pond for a brief moment of madness and as time so happens to coincide I've got the next few days off work! Funtastic.

Complete with a Funday Munday, which is nice.

Just got two rolls of film developed. Should get a few shots from each. When I'm feeling especially prone to insomnia I'll post them probably listening to ASOT or Galactic or neither and something else. Scanning and uploading is a bitch. Especially if you're lazy. Or its sunny and there's somewhere to bike to. Or shinyyyy shit distracts you.

just sayin.

Here are a couple of nuggets from Bellingham. Home to many homies. I'll be passing through on my way north tomorrow, late night, lots of skis, you know how we do! ¡hacia la nieve la niegeeeeeee!

BON MELANGE

the moon was WAYYYY bigger the other night

inside looking out.

what do you see!?

peace!

snippit

2011-03-20T23:40:00.000-07:00

here we are both i and you shadows in a dim lit room the hero has just left the both of us naked sitting upright. suddenly alone. we feel the breeze as it snakes through the room like the smoke of something we have only just exhumed an hour ago or maybe less. it must be you or have you left as well already right behind the smoke. you hide behind your eyes. mythical or not can this be real. is this for real. for real its not: it's always fleeting like perfection, youth, and wit. and spirit too apparently..this story might continue.

some ski footy :)

2011-03-05T00:59:00.000-08:00

Here's a quick edit I made with footage from another Wednesday shred at Steven's pass...

Snow has been good!!

Heading to Crystal this weekend to shred with my dad and some Marmot folks. Hope they see this SICK VIDEO!!

Clearly I'm the best skier on the mountain :))

¡GNAR!

there will be more later, as always.. send me some musical suggestions!! if you wanna hear some song in a film I might just choose it!!

All shot on a go pro which might make me look like a tool but is totally awesome.

peace love and pow pow!!

ps- thanks to Phil Wampold for driving and kickin it with me all day.

shred on!!

ps- youtube link :))

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EMNSYL-8e-w

get it?

2011-02-15T17:26:00.001-08:00

I don't even know if I get it sometimes

a weird love poem?

2011-02-13T18:51:00.000-08:00

Tell me what you're looking for
and I'll go out and find it
bring it back to you
wrapped up in a blanket

I can't seem to find
anything interesting

I can't seem to find
blind intelligence
this artificial sweetener
is bad after-
tasting
nonsense

Don't give me answers
really really make me work for it
it really isn't worth that much
if you got it for free

You'd pay for love with
pixie dust
(though cocaine would probably do)

But all you really need is lust
so save the drugs for later.

Send us out into society
tell me all those lies
of liberty and love (the best)

And then just sleep with me

Happy Valentines day yall, hahahaha

And and Andventures?

2011-02-08T00:48:00.000-08:00

And so on the seventeenth day of the month they marched out to the van and got inside and went wherever it went it went fast and slow sometimes. The speed of fun is often blinding or at the least hard to remember in the morning when you wake up where the fuck am I? You know the feeling? Want to be there every night at some point not forever (only passing by) the bright lights flashing heat of human bodies hanging by the door. Everybody's been there is there anything for me thats new for us to do? yes? let us thrash away the time we've separated our lives from reality and this is? what is this we're sharing, please define it? something something blah blah something. Thanks a million slam the door lock up the back and start to roll away from all the same things cities faces hit refresh or drink a brew or.

and yeah

A Greener place

2011-02-04T23:57:00.000-08:00

just a greenhouse in the middle of winter.

http://www.onemonthoneroll.com/

Double exposure with idling cars.

I f**king LOVE photography.

When shit works out like this.

Just a blind idea inside the eye.

Hope everything grows well!!

gracias/garden party shoutouts to

Torii, Meghan, Erin, et al...

Thanks for looking :)

Energy of cosmos

2011-02-04T00:25:00.000-08:00

Last night as smoke rose
into the dim night
I lay awake
eyes closed
but holding onto something in my mind.

Or was it in the
night sky
you know the stars look like your eyes.

Staring further into darkness
the blankets of
our atmosphere
were warm with passion
like petals pressed on skin
and
far away I fell into a dream.

In the morning as
I lay awake
the cosmos rushed through me.

Somehow inside myself
I wished to see
what I cannot see
outside
but tell me what can you see
with eyes closed?

Waking up the pillow
in the morning
next to me
was warm and smelled
like flowers
I have neither smelled nor ever seen.

Was that a dream within a dream? Meta-poetry?

It's all the same

2011-01-25T16:30:00.000-08:00

"It's all the same
just rearranged
so you don't know my name"
she says to me.
Don't I feel lame
that pickup line that never worked
never works again.

and off to sleep
the last call bell has rung
the phone is off
streetlights hum alongside
passing cars

and I feel like she's on to me

another drink
another day another week

Un Viejo Poema

2011-01-18T17:46:00.000-08:00

This was written in Montevideo, Uruguay. Randomly popped into my head the other day. Shite poem but then I was thinking and blah blah blah theres more below.

Things you Say
"Your voice is like warm milk," never
been told that before.
"I'd love you if you wouldn't leave me,"
as it I want to go.
And my hands suck the heat out of
your skin so cold.
And I wonder what this will feel like
if I grow old.

So then I was like that should be called "things you said" cause I don't hear you anymore (which is fine, by the way, cause you'll always be cool) and you'd never say that to no one else, right? yeah. right. feel free to copy them, readers. like it was that original in the first place, bahahaha. I read this shit I write sometimes and am fifty percent of the time like wtf? and then thirty two percent like "shit" or "gay" or "HHWI" or whatever it doesn't usually see the light of day. . . this leaves me (or should I say you) to read the top ten percent that I care enough about to type up and let you read. Now you math people are thinking, "where's that last eight percent, Sean?"

I have no idea. It got away somehow and I haven't been able to make it come back. I need to hire better bounty hunters. Maybe its just the percentage of stuff I come up with while improvising, writing stream of consciousness on computers all over the world (if you ever open up a document called "piensas" in an Argentine hostel send me an email, hahaha, mi correo está debajo, jejeje) But I thought surely that my impromtu stuff got censored by someone at the WTF committee. Ah so new bounty hunters...

That's about where I was at when I got on here and wrote this...

Things you say

things you said

things you wish
you want to take away
maybe sin or
bliss of memory

nothing seems
now quite the same
as
defeated ideas grow
momentum new ones
never even roll.

Defeat and victory
are silly concepts
for you and me
for you and me
to want to live together
we must make together
make it
something better
than is was before

Is equality too much to ask for?

faster forward
towards the future
is every mind here with us?

we do forget
masses perhaps
standing by the roadside
pause and ask
instead of pass
and listen to the
words

everyone chooses
different ones
but we do like
our assumptions

if we're to live
we must forgive

and move towards
a stronger junction

where we can believe
in more than ourselves
and depend more on others

like a coalition of lovers
instead of either
enemies
or
brothers

we gotta do this better next time.
I need to write some better rhymes.

:)

¿la proxima en español? si alguien se quiere...

Scotch Mist

2011-01-11T18:25:00.000-08:00

I stumbled upon this a while back but never thought to share it. One of my favorite bands playing one of my favorite albums. Start playing it hahahahaha. Then keep reading?

The other day I was chatting with this guy.

He goes to school in Scotland and lives back East in Massachusetts.

I haven't seen him since San Silvestre days in Argentina..

The video is pretty sweet from a musicians perspective. All the cameras afford awesome angles and countless shots. Live Radiohead must be insane. All the different noises (and where each one is coming from) fascinates me. Music that leaves me wondering often gets remembers.

"What was that about?"

"What was that noise?"

How wow no way man holy crap that is perfect is that a perfect song what is perfection was that even a song of course it was was it blah blah blah

The video is visually appealing as well, which is nice :)) The final track on In Rainbows, Nude (at 46:26 in the vid) is accompanied by mindblowingly slow motioned out videography that makes me want to dream away or drift away or softcore headbang away for hours.

You know when you never want something to end? Like that.

Try to take a minute and get lost in it. Or at least go get lost in something :))

For me it's daydreaming I'm listening to Radiohead mellow me out inside El Club Social en La Paz, Entre Ríos, Argentina with Carlos drinking some Scotch as the band serenades us through the Mist.

There it is the Mist of Time

(have I time for one last

rhyme?)

"don't make it cheeky"

no sir thank you

yes I wont

fix that later :P

bBbbAbbANNngggGGGG!!!!

2011-01-10T15:41:00.000-08:00

Sneaking through the falling leaves the stars shine brilliantly. As each bit of carbon wears away with wind and rain and stormy days, so do stars begin. Energy is not lost or found; forever to remain in outer spaces we don’t understand enough; we try and try. Immaculate beginnings end in supernova styles like bright blasts of light: explosions in the sky. Not tied to anything particular it makes something out of nothing and into the dark star big black hole do I hope to be swallowed. Re remain unimportant but seen (even seldom(ly) it seems) okay with me to be the one stuck in the middle of the darkness. Surrounded by all that other light. Surrounded by a universe so grandiose and large that is but another speck on some aliens radar…

We got the cagefighting blog back and rolling...hit dis shit up man!!

http://cagefighters.wordpress.com/

email me if you want the username and password to contribute!!

Sean

Taken

2011-01-03T21:05:00.000-08:00

away another year
so here is whats to come

save money for adventures
play more tennis
keep on blazing trails to places others do no want to go
or are afraid to
or for whatever reason have overlooked
take more pictures
be outside more

there it is for all you resolution makers
I won't obsess about the future
as I find the present
presently just fine

Be back in BC for the weekend...thursdy friday saturday look like pow days up at Whis!!

Yeaher

I cannot break form

2010-12-30T01:32:00.000-08:00

good day

Tis the season

2010-12-25T01:16:00.000-08:00

for cheesy holiday poems!! :)))

Merry happy holidays
may there be
pleasure as you please.
And love on top of
mountains
and snow between
the trees.

In short I hope
that you are well
wherever you may be.
In time I hope
to see you soon.
Until that day
may there be peace!

Much love to the familia, all my homies in the 604 holler, be back soon for maximum shred, thanks for putting up with my loco-ness friends in Seattle, this next year's gonna be a banger!! Time to make some moves :))))))

To all the readers of this, I thank you especially. You don't know how much it means that there are random people hopefully enjoying this site. I think its the anonymity that makes me so stoked and inspires me to share more. I appreciate any comments you have to share with me!! :)

Hope yall got some good christmas schwagg!!

Peace Love and Poetry!!

Sean

Prolific like Picasso

2010-12-22T21:54:00.000-08:00

Went to the Picasso exhibit at the Seattle Art Museum today and go the best tour from this little old lady. She told us tales of Picasso's many lovers and offered up copious context to frame his paintings with. Art is not simply decor. It is in fact a moment. With context removed it is easy to see a piece as simply hanging on the wall; not rooted in conflict or controversy. As an artist I feel that removing context reduces the art. That is not to say that some art is merely art for arts sake. Obviously we cannot all grasp the reality of every artist at every moment they are creating. As nice as ignorance is, I found it illuminating to hear our docent connect the dots in Picasso's life as it helped me understand his extremely large body of work (some say he created over 50,000 pieces before he died at the age of 91).

Someday I hope someone will care so much about the times we are in now and the art that is being created in the present.

I try to write something every day just like a painter does hundreds of studies before embarking on a masterpiece. I try to take five photos, write a poem (force a haiku at the least). So here I am forcing art upon you...may profundity abound!

I intend to be
prolific like Picasso
unless I die young

...more on that later

Natural Truth

2010-12-18T23:14:00.000-08:00

Beauty as it comes...

it was pretty cold today.

An Old Poem from Peru

2010-12-15T23:08:00.000-08:00

I wrote this a couple years ago and lost the book it was in. While looking through a bunch of piano books tonight I discovered the little journal!! I figured I should share some of these poems before I lose them again :))

There is snow in the Andes

above hills above mountains.

The wind swings the hammocks

and ice feeds the fountains.

Here I lay for a moment:

a blink in time's eye.

Writing poems for nobody

under cloud covered skies.

gotta get back there...soon

Some film shots to share from OMOR

2010-12-12T22:05:00.001-08:00

Just put up one of my favorite photos on OneMonthOneRoll.com

http://www.onemonthoneroll.com/seattle-usa/the-easy-star-all-stars-burnin-bright

Check that site out. Its slow now but it will be great in a short time. Like it on facebook, follow it however you can. It's taking off. And I like hyping it because (not only am I a contributing photographer but) some of the photographers on the site are SICK! There are some aussies posting pics of crazy rocks and a dump filled with laundry machines (wtf?) among other things, some Canadians, Americans, girls, boys, good, bad, photos blah blah blah just click the link its painless...

And that first photo is definitely my favorite multiple exposure success (mostly because I was handholding in a dark room with people dancing around me). The Easy Star All-Stars blew my mind, playing for over two hours, taking requests from the people at the show, and infusing us all with positive energy!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGU_JJroVms

Big tune!!

click on it

I just love how long the physical piece of film is and how dope the lights are...Holga's are a gamble, they force you into shooting shots for different reasons than you normally would shoot shots with say a 35mm SLR or a digital SLR...the aesthetics are different, the process is different, the final product is different.

It's something you can just feel when you first take a look at your negatives, holding them up to the light or running them over a light board, seeing light pass through in different colors. You can't just take back a click of the shutter like you can with digi. 12 shots is a whole different game than god only knows how many gigs your camera's flash card can hold. Four possible permutations on the Holga, infinitely more with a jpeg and photoshop. You must see something in your head before you take off the lens-cap with a Holga.

After a while your eyes just intuitively tune into situations where a successful exposure could occur. But it takes your entire life to hone as you experience different cameras/lenses and light situations (i.e. flash/no flash, inside/outside, direct/indirect, etc.) Some photographers like to overcomplicate things with extra gear and whatnot. What works for some does not for others.

For now two settings are a relief to me. f8 or f11, 1/60th or bulb. Effectively controlling light in concise parameters. Either it works or it does not.

It all comes down to the essence of photography for me. And that would be?

(in some deep way)

simply light!

!! I love lamp !!

Here's some more off OMOR. Enjoy!

"Carb Loading" from Steve

http://www.onemonthoneroll.com/carb-loading

"The Tip 2" from Emily in Alice Springs.

http://www.onemonthoneroll.com/alice-springs/the-tip-2

Transcending Convention

2010-12-11T00:17:00.000-08:00

It is as silly as it seems
Sometimes the world's forgotten me
as I have done to it
endlessly

the thoughts that I've got stored
inside my mind
are at a loss
(like memories ignored)
is that a lie
that you and I
are changing daily?

international wizardry
the parting of the seas
the ice the rain the snow the steam
this water is surrounding me
and it is not that I
do not feel the clean
simply I don't
believe

conventions
(like similes
or even rhymes in poetry)
are really lame.

Gravity, please leave. And if we cut down all the trees? can we believe? that we don't need? anything more to provide the air that we all breathe? And time and space we will transcend unto the underwater world where everything is wet (and clean? haha). And everything is wet when you're transcending there with me if you'd only just believe me please you got to please me please don't worry you dont need me I got coffee and tv or its beer or cigs or weed or drugs or rock or roll or other things...

Now there is something there that you cannot hold
and yet
you still believe.
I guess it happens
that things are easier to
live with in disbelief or doubt
or never knowing what could have happened

like the end of this poem
so prematurely
like a thought forgotten
innocently

Climbing things that shouldn't be climbed

2010-12-07T23:24:00.000-08:00

a view from high

of cityscapes

towers scraping at the sky

without a light

no rope

no cape

clinging not to fall

drain pipes and

a rusty gutter

are all I have

to keep from falling

looser than I'd like

but then again

trust is conditional

atop a rainy roof

a fine view is afforded

then to slip back down

is not so smooth

for those who feel

faint hearted

hope and truth

both known by

fingertips

fumbling for a hold

until my feet

have found the ground

again

let's look up

for more!!

Hahahaha last night I got wasted at the Red Door's holiday bash (thanks to all down there, yall are wonderful!!) and decided to do a little solo night climb. Freaked out about halfway up when the drain pipe I had been so foolishly relying on popped off the wall I thought it was secured to. Oops. When you're halfway up you gotta go for broke. I rested at someone window sill, could see the glow of a laptop seeping through the blinds, and wondered for a second what they might think of me crawling up the side of their condominium. Probably not too much. Thankfully I found a better route and here I am. Being scared shitless really does give you some perspective...and sometimes a poem too :))

Remember what Dead Babies always say..."safety third, bitches!!"

Sean

uojtwralecwsxq;wcsadp xcmskl

2010-12-02T00:47:00.000-08:00

Was wishing I could write forever.
Words forever flowing.
Words forever going
places I will
forever never
know.

I fell asleep and dreamt instead.
a getaway inside my head.
A gate-way you should have
entered
instead goes by
unseen.

Reality comes back to me
sometimes when
(personally)
to me it seems
the world is
feeling kind of crazy.

In and through a different realm
wanderings of a million things
together bumping into one-
another no thing harmed
at least it seemed
to me to be
just
chaos
pure and simply
and I was in it and
still here I am and so
you are
so we be
[chillin]
together when I'm dreamin
shit that sounds
a kind of
creepy
if not idealistic at the least
my god
i mean
wow, please.

A moments rest from thought is fine
and so I pass the time
"Doing what?"
you just might ask
but don't ask me.

I am wishing for a thousand things
a million words or more.
A couple hundred feet of snow,
to cure the common cold,
to save the world from all of us
(myself included)
to put an end to war.
To save the starving children,
and grow myself some corn.

I am wishing just to fall alseep
so I can dream some more

:)

Withering Vines

2010-12-01T23:58:00.001-08:00

Withering vines
that once held fruit
what are you to do.

The sun and snow
will come and come
and weathered you will be.

Gravity Rides Everything by Modest Mouse.
Good night music.

Sean

A kind of Thanksgiving

2010-11-29T00:37:00.000-08:00

Some photos that may have fallen through the cracks (or maybe you've already seen em somewhere out there in the world :)

Vancouver in bLoom!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LkCyUxxwXig

Hec Ed, Seattle

More tomorrow :))

Thanks for checkin it out!!

Sean

Happy 101 Bloggo

2010-11-21T19:10:00.000-08:00

This is the one hundred and first blog I've posted. Wow, never thought this would last that long. And yet I'm still here on Earth, like all the other astronauts, looking at what remains of last night's full moon and wondering if it's gonna snow again tomorrow...

That's right, it snowed (and stuck) here in Seattle today. It was awesome. Lots of very happy youngsters frolicking about in hat and boots. Too cute.

Here's a little poem for you all!

wirelessly we are all here

worry free and wandering

we see each other often

or as so we choose

to do as humans do

with virtue,

very virtually.

A soul connects-

connection lost-

as your call drops

conveniently.

(It's okay)

Must we be constantly

connected at all times

to EVERYTHING?

Why not focus on just one thing,

say pizza [whatever] or

humanity.

Turn a stranger to a neighbor,

spend time with somebody thinking,

listening, touching, loving

real life living things.

[I wonder what the earth thinks,

after all the time and change.]

If you feel this

then you feel it

and if not "it"

than some

other thing

like-

the last time you could feel a smile happening.

Like the warmth from a hug only best friends give

or shared energy from meditation.

Say something.
Calmly walk about.
Learn a new thing every day.

That poem is kinda weird. Whatever. The two hundred and twenty second post will be far superior I can assure you...so keep reading :))

Sean

The state of new music

2010-11-18T23:08:00.000-08:00

I love fishing for new music. There are so many websites out there these days that have audiences capable of blowing up good acts quick. Traslation: bored bloggers and readers are shaping the musical landscape of our times. Check out hypem.com sometime and realize that the site is merely a collection of a million other sites/blogs that offer up all sorts of tunes that are then streamed through hypem. And hypem is just one of the gazillion sites lurking out there in the interweb.

At the same time, there are more acts than ever and considering anyone can make a youtube video these days, it's nice to have some sort of moderation (other than the search term "good music"...hmmmmm) from the dudes who sort through all those gazillion sites. God knows they go through way more bullshit than gold.

But hypem isn't even the reason I got on here tonight. I got on here to thank all the bit torrent fiends in the world. You make it possible for anyone with access to the internet to download entire discographies (thousands of dollars supposedly) of just about anything. And leaks, and screeners, and all that jazz. Amazing really. Today we have access to wayyyyyy more that we can possibly listen to and everyone and their brother's in a band so we got more tunes too.

That brings me to new music these days...

Here are some goodies I haven't been able to get enough of...

The March release of the Gorillaz new full length Plastic Beach is off the hook. I'm a sucker for fat beats and Snoop Dogg, so the first track blew my mind. But then to go through all the genres that they do on the album is unreal! Symphonic tracks into heavy hip-hop, eastern beats, goofy shit, poppy shit. Pretty much the radio heads will love this album as much as I do. It's pretty unoffensive, well produced, and a nice look at what the future of music might be like. Contributing artists include Snoop, Mos Def, Loud Reed (!!), Little Dragon, De La Soul!!! And this isn't live some Santana duet album BS. The featured artists rock!! Bobby Womak makes the song Stylo along with Mos Def (he KILLS it!!)

I love the live/electronic combinations Gorillaz tosses up. And the mixing hp-hop with electro with rock is not the easiest task. Yet Gorillaz does it effortlessly, and with whoever the fuck they want!! Always have...hope to hear more soon!!

Another release I got onto a bit late was that of legendary Seattle band Minus the Bear. One of my favorite live acts for a few years now, these boys work hard and have earned every bit of their success. Their latest disc, entitled OMNI, is a step in a logical direction for the guitar fueled group specializing in electronic mayhem. For fans of electronic persuasion this album will be a definite win. It's fast and dancy but still trippy with random breaks that take you into the song and then rock you the fuck out.

Here's an in-studio video of a track off OMNI called "Into the Mirror"...one of their more radio friendly. Slower but still with a classic MtB hook.

It's not their strongest album ever (I'd reserve that for Menos el Oso :) but it's still nice to know they're crankin out tunes people can dance to.

Cause isn't that what music is really all about anyways?

Thanks for reading!! Hope you love the tunesssssss!!

Sean

ps- WHISTLER OPENS TOMORROW!! Big day, big pow. Be safe out there guys, we got a longgggggggggggggggggggggg la niña to take care of this year.. Having said that, as always, SHRED HARD.

A Haiku for Nellie

2010-11-13T16:23:00.000-08:00

It's raining again.
Cloud cover: hundred percent.
Why not sit inside?

Better yet imma go find me a miniramp to shred :))

Nothin' like a rainy day

2010-11-09T16:36:00.000-08:00

I feel the stoke comin' on!! Put new tires on the car today. Getting geared up for snow :))

It was raining in the morning and it was COLD. That's a good sign. Somewhere it is for sure snowing.

And I think I'll head North this weekend for some madness with the usual suspects.

I'm getting a Whistler pass and probably one for Steven's Pass too.

Since I broke my wrist I'm outta work for a couple weeks. Blows ass. I hate being broke. And being broke and hurst blows even harder. Especially when I was making cash like last week :/

I guess I'll just sit inside and drink more tea. Listen to more music, maybe pull out the vinyl. George Harrison's on now.

Last night I was playing something on the piano and it sounded for a second like this song by Joni Mitchell. But of course I couldn't remember it. And then once I did it was the night and I had to find my iPod and click through a couple of albums worth of tunes before finallyfinding it at the end of For the Roses. It's called The Judgment of the Moon and Stars (Ludwig's Song) and the only part that sounds remotely like what I was playing is the seven note break with horns about a minute and ten seconds into the song. The whole album is pretty good, imho.

This recording's from YouTube. Joni talks about the song before she plays it. Great live recording. Raw music, acoustic emotion, background noise...I'm a fan. The rest of the songs from the set are stellar as well. Just her and a guitar or piano. Super stripped down. Super pure.

I gotta go make some more tea :))

Sean

One Week

2010-11-07T22:20:00.000-08:00

One week to buy my Whistler Pass at a discount. Obviously its a no brainer. Shred five times and it pays off.

I'll prolly go more than five times five at least to Whis this season (or at least try :)

And now living 216 miles south of Whistler I have some closer options to consider.

Crystal mountain, Stevens pass, Snoqualmie with Alpental and more!!

And of course perfectly between Seattle and Whistler the behemoth mount Baker which collects the biggest dumps of snow in the PNW!!

Amazing. I have too many options and not enough money to take em all!!

What would you do?

Shred hard always.

Sean

Deep thoughts are for another day

2010-11-04T20:11:00.000-07:00

exceptional
the sky is blue
the sinking sun of indian summer
sets in your eyes

white dress
skin coarse with
goosebumps
birds fly over us

feet frozen
undercovers
we will heat them up

voices sweet like
hot caramel
warm as
morning's milk

That is another poem for no one :)

Sean

Big ol Trees

2010-11-01T23:10:00.000-07:00

Mist lifted like
heavy stones
no longer will I wonder.

Fog beneath
green canopies.
Cedar saplings
reach ever higher.

Out of the unknown
towards the light.

When will we breakthrough?

Cedar Trees at UBC

One of my favorite fisheye shots I've taken.

Hope yall like it!!

Peace

Thursday night CAGEFIGHTINGGGGGGG!!

2010-10-28T23:39:00.000-07:00

The forethought of innocence

forgotten in lust

a spring of natural beauty

are you lost?

Caught in a dream catcher

[staring at eyes]

you are woven with wonder

and I won't try

to even

under

stand

it.

I admire you like ripe pink hibiscus.

Your beauty's inspiring, your hand, may I kiss it away?

to many others

lovers

leavers, thieves, and more dream weavers

but for now a pure expression

just a poem [is like a bracelet]

only words [nice and silver]

You pass by on the bus every day.

Take you with me take me away

press you like a flower

anyways..

with me in

my back pocket

just

please don't fall

out- it happens more than I'll admit.

Forethought forgotten for the fact that follows.

Aquifer of pure unbled beauty.

It's Thursday night. Up in Vancouver we used to have a poetry evening every Thursday at different houses. It got to be pretty rad, lots of fresh thought and style, lots of people coming to share or just to listen. Initially I was inspired by the workshop-like feel of the group. We were a small group of friends and comfortable providing each other with honest feedback, critiquing and so on. Much of what became lost as the group got bigger was not quantity or quality of works shared- to the contrary, new people brought new ideas constantly, and to admirable reception. What became lost was the honest critique. Where Aron or Charles would tell me a line straight up sucked. I gladly returned the favors :)) As the crowds got larger there was less focus on poetry and more time for socializing. Not that I'm a poetry purist, nor that I wasn't a disruption ever (haha), but I really value feedback from other artists. I keep in touch with a number of writers in different places, sending work or reviewing, editing others'. It's pretty fun :) Feel free to share your thoughts with me. Without any moderator blogs can get kind of crazy. Pretty much what I'm saying is:

Lemme know what you like so I can please you :)

(is what I wanted to say to the girl on the bus)

So0Oo0oOO0o I figured I'd post one sponateous one for the Vancrewver Crou!! Miss you all, wish we could be together but while we're apart we can all get better :)) And let's hear it for THuRSdAy NiGHT CAAAAAGEFiGHTiNGGG!! I do believe it was around this time last year that I returned from South America to a new incarnation of Cagefighting. Remember the glory days of Cagefighting 2.0?! Bring it back, keep it around, underground and on lockdown. Most of all share your thoughts with strangers. Fear not, the other isn't dangerous.

I wrote a haiku but was further inspired by a girls on the bus. Happens...I forgot the haiku...but it was a forethought...anywaysssss, hahahaha

A breeze in the trees

2010-10-27T23:47:00.000-07:00

Transparent leaves

do you see through me?

In the wind and sun you glow

blowing, falling in the

autumn-time.

Is it for the cold?

Or for the colors you can't

forever hold?

Float gracefully:

don't doubt death.

Eternally fall is.

Tribute to a waning moon.

2010-10-26T18:15:00.001-07:00

The world outside tonight
- is bright.
Moon not suffocated by
Seattle City Light
above the port it beams.
Harvest time makes the
moment stronger.
We have enough for
everyone.
And light from stars
beyond our reach
exists superfluously.
What a joy it is
TO BE
fluctuating
energy.
My brain bends outside itself.

Here's an old photo from Bonsor skatepark in Vancouver.
The moon was so bright that night.
Some locals put up a fluorescent tube to light up the full pipe.
I remember it being one of those perfectly crisp fall evenings after a long day of school.

Click on the picture: it's a .gif :))

Study hard everyone!

Sean

Bright lights glow like

2010-10-21T14:49:00.000-07:00

Flashing lights

strobe

beat drops

arms up fist pump

fake fogged air

smell of sweat

and

hot slick skin

everybody jumps around me

disturbance of

electric proportions

until the plug is pulled

keep the dark lights on

the flashes go off

mr. dj bows

he's headed for a clouded

crowded green room

"nice set" "good shit man"

He thinks, "thanks"

and forgets them.

Tomorrow is a new night to do it again.

Unite One under the lights at Nectar.

(click it for the real deal :)

They played an ill show that night, opening up for the highly acclaimed

Easy Star All Stars (who also rocked the joint).

I think I'll go to BC for the weekend for some partying, playful festivities, and friendliness.

See ya up north, eh?

Sean

A poem for hopeless romantics and lovers...

2010-10-19T18:38:00.000-07:00

even though the lovers already have everything they need I suppose...

This one's by Edward Estlin Cummings.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

E.E. Cummings said, "If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little- somebody who is obsessed by Making."

There's more on Cummings on Garrison Keillor's Writers Almanac page. It was the late authors' birthday on the 14th of October. I think I read this poem to Ali once :))

http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2010/10/14

More poems on the way :)

Oh, and a completely unrelated photo!! haha

weird. but cool shapes.

when the heck else am I

ever

gonna post this photo?

probably never again

and yet

forever it will last

on interweb

Recurring Dreams

2010-10-12T22:46:00.000-07:00

Dreams keep happening. This year could be one as it seems to be continuing endlessly. It has been good wherever I have found myself, in new cities or on skis. Making new friends, keeping old friends fresh, spending time learning, growing new leaves as the real ones turn color outside the open windows.

Happy birthday to me. Thanks for all the love, friends. Hope we all see each other at some point during this crazy year to come.

Love,

Sean

ps-from my dear friend, Claire

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfugtAWxooU

10/10/10

2010-10-10T22:20:00.001-07:00

What an auspicious day.

Sexy Girls

2010-10-08T22:38:00.000-07:00

I was thinking the other day...."what is my blog really missing?" I mean, I know it's random and some people complain that is sucks (haha, fair enough!) but what was it that I needed more of...

"Pictures!" But that wasn't enough, you know. Just more. Pictures?

sooooooo I thought harder.

And then I was like, "pictures of sexy girls, duh."

Here ya go...

La bella Irena en Montevideo.

Wind in the hair = so sexy

Crazy momma's

Turquoise satin silk suit + baby wtf? = sexy?

oh, I forgot the fur hat...thhhhaaaatttt does it

Who doesn't love a chick who can shred?

Slaying the gnar = sexy

Bohemian Babes

Innocent look on girl with bowtie + moustache on hottie with the shades

sexy

Biddies climbing ladders are hot.

Plus she's got a top hat. Gotta luv dat.

Super cereal.

So I hope these hotties will boost my viewz by like,

a GAGIZILLION!!

dats right reread it.

A GAGIZILLION!!!!

Maybe more.

Got more from where these came from.

A Glass of Water

2010-10-07T17:40:00.000-07:00

Condensation calmly clings
on a cold cup
dripping drops
slip smoothly down
the side like words
in some...
casual conversation.

The puddle on table is
something we can all share;
ignore it, add to it,
wipe it all away.

"Can I have a glass of water?"
"Yes sir. Yes, you may."

I find poetry so refreshing :)) I hope you do too!

Still sunny in Seattle, late summer's the best part. On top of my things to do list are more photos, more music, more stars, mo money, and more bloggage. Lo siento por poco palabras. October is a great month. Nice transition from summer into winter as the fall turns the leaves. I turn 23 this year on the 12th of this month. Cool a prime number, right? Haha. As a Libra I enjoy fall, it's kind of the equalizer between warm and cold weather months. Truth is I love all the seasons, haha. During the winter months some friends complain of the rain and get SAD (seasonal affective disorder). I say get skis and get happy; if it's raining in the city it's snowing in the mountains. As skiing tails off around may or june biking starts back up. Then summers here and theres no rain warm lakes and forests gah its so good!! Best time to ride a road bike for me is the fall. Crisp air, cool breeze. You're workin out if you're biking so as long as it's not raining too hard it's nice.

Yay.

Been busy lately. made it back up to Canada for a couple of plays with my buddy Ben WHIPPLE!! And hung out with my homies Amine, Nimmer, and Charles (shout-out to Weird'eaux in the NoiZ Community!!) Now I'm back in Seattle workin n chillin. Maybe get to play some bike polo tonight, who knows :)))

I slack so hard on this blog I feel bad.

I might just start posting little tings as I go along

...we'll see ;)

Peace for now!!

Sean

ps- an unrelated photo :)

En corral con cuero

Waiting

2010-09-29T20:02:00.000-07:00

I feel these days that I truly am a professional waiter.

Made $68 today waiting tables. Easy work, a bit stressful, relatively fun, and I get paid to do it. I was thinking about how funny the title of "waiter" really is.

My entire life has been about doing things, not sitting around doing nothing. Certainly not waiting for anything. And yet the best paid jobs I've had have required no real intellect and little physical work from me. Not exactly a strong demonstration of industrial tendencies. I stand around and wait.

I make tips. People give me money based on how they're feeling, how well the service was, did I forget the silverware, was that a fork with my creme brule, no straw in the soda, forgot to ask if they wanted dessert, didn't put lemos in the water, soup was too hot, coffee was to cold, blah blah blah blah blah.
Some people just don't tip. Fair enough. It's your money unless you give it to me...

People ask me why I'm not "doing something with my degrees" or "getting a real job" or "doing anything with my life" (thanks Dad, jokes). I am. University teaches you how to think and it gives you a taste of reality with a larger dose of theoretical bullshit. I am merely wandering different paths, figuring out which one will be the best. I have time, so why not wait.

Investments are often times about waiting. They develop over time, prices rising and falling with the times. Five years is nothing. University doesn't speed up real life experience. It's not a time machine. When you get out the world turns just as fast and classes start same day next year too. Invest some time in being free and open minded, thinking about the future but not too far ahead.

Waiting for now is good. I have been trying to live more in the moment and realized the other day at work that waiting for good tips is just that- handling situation moment by moment. Each is unique, be creative, solve the problem, collect a dollar, and move on.

My schedule is bomb too. I have tons of time off which allows me to hang with friends, play music, go to late night shows, bike after work, and skateboard more (the pipe is sickkkkkK!!) :))

I think I'm going up to Van again this weekend to see the amigos. Can't wait. That crowds always a good time.

Peace love and no flies in the soup,

Sean

Back in Van

2010-09-12T18:46:00.000-07:00

Vancouver's always got its charm. Don't know how or why or when I'm going to get back there but I'm back again for a minute maybe longer.

A girl at Tim Hortons today gave me a red pen when asked if she had one. Super Canadian, eh?

Blinking green lights
rainy streets
Busses rolling by.
Coffee in a café costs
3.40 Canadian dollars.
Yuppies mingle more than cars
smoke billows out
back allies.

Listening to some Creedence Clear Water Revival at a friends place right now. "Looks like we're in for nasty weather."

"That was fucking good,"

I kind of want some more.

Something Has Been Lost...but I thank you for finding me :))))

2010-09-10T23:39:00.000-07:00

I lost my little magical book of thoughts at one of the best Bumbershoot days I can remember.

Something's lost but something's gained. Right?

Maybe someday in the distant future it will reappear when I need that stupid poem written around that pressed poppy most.

When on earth will I EVER need that poem? How about today? I got nothin.

I got somethin else though...

To all my loyal followers, thanks for one thousand views (since I put up that awesome counter). And thanks to Will Atlas most for hooking me up with the counter :)

It gives me some weird sense of wellbeing knowing that I have a lone reader in Vietnam;

that as of today one hundred and sixty nine people in Iceland have been keeping up on my efforts (wtf Iceland! Thanks? Way to go? I love you all?);

that there are sixteen randoms reading in from Japan.

It's crazy.

Someday I hope to stumble upon your random blogs and visit you in your random countries. Nice to know the world is watching me (even if it's from behind the safety of a screen).

Hope you all like something here. I definitely don't expect everyone to like everything I ever put up on this page. But even if you liked something, thanks for liking it.

I do it all for nobody in particular.

Tell your friends, your mom's and dad's, your friends' mom's and dad's. Someday we'll all be famous :))

Input is always welcome. Comment, "like" shit, email me, give me ideas (one can never have too many). I'd love to hear what y'all think of this madness.

Here's to another thousand views!!

Much love,

Sean

A Daydream I had at work...

2010-09-01T01:05:00.000-07:00

So I was at work standing around at seven or so in the morning yesterday and no one was coming into the coffee shop. I started daydreaming and soon fell into my favorite theme of travel. I always tend to wander to the ends of the earth (so to speak). Or of my mind; I quite like it there on the edge of control or complete lack thereof, sanity/insanity, old/new, urban/rural, good/bad, clean/dirty, water/land, life/death. Sometimes I feel like we are always trying so hard to live between the words of these dichotomies. Like we wanna be kinda crazy. But not CRAZY. Like we wanna drive really fast but we got airbags. Like we're gonna live in the suburbs when we grow up because the woods are dark and scary but the bright lights of the city burn our eyes so on we drive. We are constantly adjusting, never trusting ourselves with too much of anything...even if its free.

I think perspective can be gained in our journeys from edge to edge. A lot of people are alive but not living. Likewise some dead live on. Make the mundane to be extraordinary and live it every day.

I've never been to Costa Rica. A lot of people tell me I should go. Sounds far away. I would love to.

Costa Rica
Me voy al fin de mundo
para descubrir
que conozco
Para ver el mar
y hablar con las olas.

Some Place
I am going to the end of the earth
to discover
what I know
To look at the ocean
and to talk with the waves.

Let's see what this next day holds...

Sean

Super secret mini half-pipe somewhere in a small town north of Seattle :))

2010-08-24T22:19:00.000-07:00

So my friend Andrew leaked a photo of what looked like a mini-pipe the other day on the Facebook.

It looked cool, something some kids in California might build in their free time in the sun.

Next day I a fellow skateboard buddy of mine and his girlfriend

walked into my restaurant while I was working.

He mentions that he and his girl built a 4 foot tall mini-pipe in her backyard.

Later that night we got our shred on.

This dude rips pretty hard, even on a min-pipe.

He's a self proclaimed "non-skater" and says he and the girl built the pipe

so she could get better at snowboarding.

Its all top secret for now but hit me up and I might show you where it is.

Depends on what you got to offer...

I hear beer works exceptionally well :P

So I've bought a new skate and already started donating skin to the single ply.

More layers to come, it's gonna be pro.

By the end of the month I should be able to get over the coping :)

It'll be a while before anything like me being in one of these photos...

Until then,

Peace, love, and skateboarding.

Sean

Previous Adventures

2010-08-19T00:00:00.000-07:00

This seems kind of backwards.

But here goes:

Where to today, Charlie?

Dead Ford on the other side of the street.

That street being the Panamericana somewhere in Northern Chile.

Contemplated buying the junker for about two seconds.

Then Carlos and I got back on the bus for fifty hours straight.

Got off in Buenos Aires.

Alger, WA

2010-08-16T21:42:00.000-07:00

A little travel poem I wrote the other day for other rolling stones...

Clouds rise and

break the ashes

brake lights light

the empty highway

-I wonder

what lies beyond us.

The truth I

seek approaches

as the miles

pass by the

minutes time

arrives

I'm in Vancouver.

Home is many places

I love people and

their faces

I love people more

than places

I love,

wherever I am.

Sean

Bicycles and beer both are bueno

2010-08-12T19:17:00.000-07:00

brap brap brap

the signal of a start

a race dowhill on bicyles
with friends
I'll never know

It is not that I
don't want to

it is just that
destination that defines
the times that we are in

some solid thought
forged freely for a million fires
burned into the wood
the waste of paper
justified by the other side of thinking.

All of that aside this race that I did ride
was fast and fourtunatly for me
ended at a beerful party

women booze and bicylces
summertime sublime

I wonder if the end will come
naivety is bliss
not real

I know I should
know better but
reality is bummer

For another day to come, I write...

Te Echo de Menos Uruguay

2010-08-05T22:58:00.000-07:00

I miss moonlit nights wandering around on the rambla...asados every Sunday in the middle of the street...the glass roof on the house that we'd open when we smelled summertime...the music that we made and the parties that people came to...

I miss the dirty streets, you know here they're all too clean for me. I miss the ways of living that I fall into when I live in Spanish. I miss the clash of culture, architecture, and the days that ran one right into another and before I knew that it was over...

I miss my German friends who lived with us in the hostel. I miss that big brown door and the ill-lit marble stairs that I fell down more times that I can count. I miss the spiral staircase, Seba's room, and the roof above. I miss my papa, Pepe and Uruguays new presidente.

Don't worry I'll be back but not for long you'll have to miss me. I cannot feel your spirit glow as I lean into kiss you. You musn't cry or fuss about, a minute soon is over. And all we've to do is move along, I think we're finally getting closer.

The storm that I can't see.

The rain that I can't feel.

The thunder I can't hear it yet.

But the pressure I can smell.

The wind is blowing our clothes off.

I'm waiting for the rain.

I see bright lights

from miles away.

I'm waiting for the rain.

I'll be back again,

sooner than later,

with new friends

to share with old ones.

Te amo seba y sam y lukas y alvaro y pepe y patricia y

las dos marianas y noelia y emil y ari y roly y todos los pibes!!

Siempre comes bananas. Son buenassssssssss!!!

Hasta luego, buenas noches, y paz.

Siempre,

Sean

Finally the Taj Love-All's Funkadelic Finale

2010-08-04T23:58:00.000-07:00

Over the past six months I have been fortunate enough to live in and out of a house in Vancouver that the world has come to know as the Taj Love-All.

Everyone has been welcomed, the door has always been open, and we tenants always understood from the start that one day the end would come, the building would be demolished and it would be up to us to keep the spirit alive.

I fell pretty safe saying that none of us who lived there knew just how profound of an impact the Taj would have on our community in Vancouver. The art that has been conceived there, the music that has been written, re-written, and recorded there, the magic that has happened, has blown all of us away.

I remember writing about this place months ago while still in Peru, dreaming of my eventual return to Vancouver and wondering nervously where I'd be living.

I got Gaelen's closet, and for that I am eternally grateful. I'd like to think that some of Sam and Will's wisdom rubbed off on me as I lived with them for a few months on and off before heading to Whistler, and then back to Seattle, returning all too often to interrupt their productive academic careers. Charles and I wandered around in our heads and everyone painted pictures and played music daily. I experienced some of the best growth in my creative career there. And this, after one of my best adventures to date in South America.

At times I felt as though I was stalling.

Now I know I wasn't, I was just soaking it all in.

I got the chance to surprise the boys a couple times last week, dropping into Vancouver for some poetry on Wednesday and then for the grand Funkadelic Finale on Saturday. The last dance for the Taj. It couldn't have been better.

Here are a few shots of the place at the end of it's existence.

It has been a trip and a half. We lived the dream.

We still do, don't forget that.

We threw some epic parties.

We all enjoyed ourselves and each-other.

I await the day when I can call another place with such spectacular energy, "home".

I can't wait til someday I can throw parties like we did.

And I'll invite you all, just like we used to at the Taj.

The door will forever be open.

Film Scans So Delicious

2010-08-03T00:26:00.000-07:00

So I have a Holga 120N. It's pink but I spraypainted it black and gold and baby blue. Just using up some ends of cans. People always ask me, "Sean, you're not a hipster. So why do you carry around a Holga? Does the thing really even work!?" You're probably wondering, "Sean, what the heck do hipsters have to do with anything." I don't know myself. Apparently some people accessorize themselves with broken cameras to boost their image. I'm not, well, a hipster. Furthermore my not being a hipster probably has a lot to do with the fact that the thing actually works. Why the hell would I carry it if it didn't, right?

So here are some photos for the kids with iPhone apps that hipsterize photos some photographers actually compose and click and develop and scan sometimes print for simple satisfaction.

Here are some photos for the diehard hipster: true analog 120mm film.

Cellulose, plastic, emulsified, color dyed, raw shit.

Here are some photos for people that just like to look at pretty things.

Those people are important

Here's for the guy who wanted to buy my camera on the back of the bus, the girl who sold it to me (thanks!), James Cheatley for inspiring me to get back into film, all the homies who have posed for longer than they expected while sizing up shots. Here's to tripods, long shutters, trips when I don't have to care about wrecking a more expensive camera, and sneaking into concerts ('band photographer," duh)

To all the other photographers out there still rocking the real shit:

It isn't always as easy as your pretty end picture suggests.

But it sure is a pretty picture.

For all those of you out there doing it

(whatever that may be)

I do it for you.

$3.50 for a roll isn't bad for 12 shots,

but it's more expensive than digital.

Even so, film has the feel

the focus

the fashion

the funkiness;

the luck it takes for a one in a million shot happens with Holgas

and other cameras you have to spend time with

developing your own eye to capture just one particular moment in time.

These days we digitally dumb ourselves down.

Compromising composition for compensation.

Fixing photos on photoshop after the fact

flicking flash after flash after flash

clicking

click click click

click at one thousandth a second

taking millions

to end up with

one.

I guess what I'm saying is a picture is just a picture no matter how you take it.

It's only cool if it's cool.

If it looks good

it probably

looks good.

Twelve shots on a roll of 120

I have scanned something like six

so dipping from seventy-two,

here are three photos

for you

I give you:

Girls and Tents (!!)

Sasquatch Music Festival

George, Washington

La Luz y El Cielo

Light and Sky

Lamp at the Taj Love-All

Vancouver, BC

Sea to Sky Sideways

"Autumn is coming" I heard the wind whisper to me

whilst mist spit before the sun rose in the morning.

I'll be back up to Whistler in no time.

Summer's not over by any means,

but I found this shot of highway 99 and had to post it

There are some really cool shots on OneMonthOneRoll.com/ Check that ish ouuttt!! Gud stuff from people I've (for the most part) never met. Better stuff from the people I have :)

And now a preview of whats to come on el blogo...starting with some mundane shit.

US Postal Service trunks on my way to Seatac airport from the new light-rail.

Isn't real life just the best :)

haha

Seattle, WA

And one from downtown Montevideo, Uruguay since I've been dreaming of South America the past couple nights...

The travel bug has been makin' me itch lately. I like to be outside and moving. Experiencing new things and seeing new places. I gotta get back to work. Get paid. Run away. More on that another day...

Time for bed :)

Rest easy,

Sean

I'll Try Anything Once - The Strokes

2010-07-19T01:07:00.000-07:00

Ten decisions shape your life,
You'll be aware of 5 about,
7 ways to go through school,
Either you're noticed or left out,
7 ways to get ahead,
7 reasons to drop round,

When i said ' I can see me in your eyes',
You said 'I can see you in my bed',
That's not just friendship that's romance too,
You like music we can dance to,

Sit me down,
Shut me up,
I'll calm down,
And I'll get along with you,

There is a time when we all fail,
Some people take it pretty well,
Some take it all out on themselves,
Some they just take it out on friends,
Oh everybody plays the game,
And if you don't you're called insane,

Don't don't don't don't it's not safe no more,
I've got to see you one more time,
Soon you were born,
In 1984,

Sit me down,
Shut me up,
I'll calm down,
and I'll get along with you,

Everybody was well dressed,
And everybody was a mess,
6 things without fail you must do,
So that your woman loves just you,
Oh all the girls played mental games,
And all the guys were dressed the same,

Why not try it all,
If you only remember it once,
Oooh ooooooh,

Sit me down,
Shut me up,
I'll calm down,
and I'll get along with you,

(Okay one more time)

I can't stop listening to this song at this hour. This song is a poem. The music is just a catalyst, like a paper page, delivering lyrical goodness to your dome. I want to never slow down. I want to run away forever. I want to do what I love. And I want to get paid. I just want to make you happy. I just want to make me happy. I just want to write songs and play in front of hundreds of anonymous people. Sometimes this earth is frustrating. "Follow your dreams" is such shyt. But I won't stop dreaming. If any of yall wanna come with me, you're forever welcome to join.

Why not try it all,
If you only remember it once,
Oooh ooooooh.

Enjoy and dream easy.

Sean

ps-

There is a time when we all fail,
Some people take it pretty well,
Some take it all out on themselves,
Some they just take it out on friends,
Oh everybody plays the game,
And if you don't you're called insane...

Canoe Camping in Eastern Washington.

2010-07-18T22:24:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went camping on the Yakima river with William Wilder. There were deer at the site when we arrived. They came back after dinner, when we were full and done fore the day, looking at fire in the dark.

In the morning it rained in Seattle as we drove east. The past few days of high heat had to end here. We crossed Snoqualmie pass and wondered if the weather would wander into the sunnyside. Sure enough the clouds cleared up just before little old Ellensburg, past Cle Elem, towards Yakima. Sunshine spread itself across the roaming rolls in the hillsides as we pass by at a breezy pace.

The actual canoeing was a more adventurous affair than usual. Real windy. A County Sheriff in Ellensburg told Will, "there's supposed to be fifty five mile an hour winds out there" on the river we planned to paddle. On our way in we asked where to put in and if hitching was legit. "It happens" he said, his dog waggin' its tail in the back seat of the squad car. A Cabelas lunchbox let me know he'd probably be out fishing if it weren't for hooligans like us. His directions led up to the upper (and free) Ringer road drop-in location where this morning I hitched a ride to retrieve my vehicle.

Parked the car, put the canoe in the water, and immediately felt relieved; floating away for a moment from any sort of responsibility. Literally floating away.

Half a mile downriver turns out the county sheriff was not joking. Said one, Will Wilder of Texas, "It was windy as balls."

Reporting from some river somewhere,

Sean

After a few beers and a walk down some train-tracks we returned and for a few hours floated freely easily, passing drinkers in their inner tubes, and drift boats full of old fat fishermen. Eventually we found a flat spot and set up camp for the evening. Now its nice out as the fire breaths away whatever words are left. The highway hummms across the river road across another valley. The warm smoke tickles my shins and toes and turns to go (whispering willows on shore say something softly)
A branch snaps.
echoes
SNAPS
"Did you hear that?"
In an essence it was nothing.
"It's kind of a bummer"
Do you believe that!
Its just dry wood it
burns the the fire.

And ya know
it's so beautiful out here. The
sunsets on beaches between rivers banks and land at my back
and I'd rise every morning to do it again.
It's something that...
You'd gotta be there
(had to been through that)
to truly better understand
where I'm at.

Today we reached the dam at Roza.
Got out and got on the road, thumb out, waiting for someone to pass by. Some local beer floaters drove me back towards Ringer and I walked one hundred yards to the car. It was still parked with the note Will left in the windshield. "Gone canoeing. Will return Wednesday."

Not bad, America. Free parking, free camping, free dom. Ya. God love the BLM.

Peace

Algo para España esta noche...

2010-07-11T23:07:00.000-07:00

"Me gustaría conocerte más sin ropa," ella me dijo.

Anoche con las estrellas brillas entre yo y el oscuro quería saber algunas cosa tambien.

El olor de la piel y otras cosa más romanticas...el color de verdad, las palabras se derrame de las fuentes frescas que llamamos los labios, que devoran sin pensarlo dos veces, que no entendemos.

Llegamos desnudos. We got naked. Todo sería bien. All would be good. Jajaja. Hahaha.

The other day I wrote a poem

(Escribí una poema la otra dia)

in Spanish

(en español)

I don't know why.

(no sé por que.)

Because.

(Porque.)

Cruzar el camino de duda

Hacía seguridad

Hacía hacer más feliz

Antes del destino final

conocer adventura

conocer riesgo

cada cosa me hace más fuerte.

Adversidad es un bicho

siempre está ahí

siempre lo mato

muchas veces sin sentir

Eliminar duda en la ruta es como

aprender cosas nuevas

todo el mundo me enseñaban mucho

Con conocimiento se viene

que no sabemos nada

Pues, ya sé que dudar

nunca se apoya.

Si puedes ayudarme con la gramatica, por favor ayudame!! Tengo que mejorarlo!!

Gracias y buenas noches a todo...

Sean

ps- para Noelia, "¡¡VIVA LA ROJA!!" jejeje, te echo de menos mi linda amiga españolllllllaaaalalala...besos desde America!!

The Never Ending Path and Bicycles!!

2010-07-10T00:59:00.000-07:00

The sun is beating
heating skin up
hot like summer
barbecues is backyards
of neighbors I will never know.

The smell of sandy shores
at oceans edge
and sun-screened children
soaking up the sun
just as castles made of sand do.

And today I cannot find
the cool breeze
even as i pedal further
beneath the green canopies
leading me away from the city.

The neverending path-
the best a bicycle can offer-
of wishes hopes and dreams
manifest in sweat and 21 gears
it seems I could push on forever.

Freedom is a cool blue lake
the falling leaves
(before they lie yellow on the path)
the smell of fresh cut grass
(before it is swept aside as I ride by)
the sound of wheels rushing
the thought that anything is possible
as I weave through the thick of traffic.

Flight on a bike
A dip in the lake
This path could never end.

The heat is killing us all in Seattle, but the minute it starts to get cloudy the complainers do their worst. I heard them today, begging for cool mercy. I chuckle and wonder what the world was like for weather-challenged individuals before the advent of air-conditioning and central heating; God knows those folks love them both. I think we're too comfortable. I'll just say the hill back home sure ain't. I once heard biking described as a sport born out of "pure pain." Call me sadomasochistic but it's hard to love anything as much as your bicycle. Gives you heat when you're cold, cools ya down when you're hot (just gotta make your own wind :) and gets you places. It's the most efficient, most effective means of transportation we human beings have ever figured out. And it sure as hell is fun! Here's to a hundred miles in four days and a few hundred (thousand?) more to come!

So to all the naysayers, get outside...and quit complaining!! The weather is what it is :))

Sean

ps- Darcy I hope your trip is going suuuuuuuuper well over in Europe. Was watching the Tour today and thought of ya!! I'm pretty jealous...wore that Bbox hat the other day too :P ¡¡Mucha suerte con los niños!!

National Holidays in North America

2010-07-09T11:44:00.000-07:00

Happy Canada Day, EH!? Oh wait, I mean, happy 4th of July!!! Darn Canadians always stealing our American holidays, hahahaha...

The past week has been pure madness as usual. I am busy, back to taking lots of photos and writing in my journal (which may or may not sometimes make it onto this site). I am collaborating with a fellow traveller/photographer James Cheatley (who took my facebook profile picture) and his buddy Mat from the land of Oz on their new site OneMonthOneRoll.com It is a trip back into the realm of film. A medium so abused and defiled by the cheap, quick, and easy advance of digital technology many have forgotten about it. I have a couple cameras I've been playing around with, so expect to see some old school-style photos soon...check that site too, it's pretty rad, not gonna lie...

Be back soon with more photos...been slackin lately, sorry :P

Sean

Nothin doin

2010-06-23T17:45:00.000-07:00

Planted some more corn, pumpkins, carrots, and spinach today. The lettuce is already coming up and the some animals have taken a liking to the roots of a couple corn stalks. Buggers.

Little cuz Mike Mullany wanted a shoutout so here goes: congrats on the graduation buddy!! Sorry I couldn't stay longer. now that I'm home I (of course) am wishing I had stayed for longer. I'll be back down soon.

In the meantime it's back to Vancouver for the weekend. Got some music to play, people to see, parties to attend. Rough life.

See you on the otherside (of the border).

Sean

ps- my band's purevolume site: purevolume.com/weirdeauxinthenoiZcommunity check it out and let me know what you think!

Peace!

Una Mezcla de Words of Wisdom

2010-06-19T01:44:00.000-07:00

Te lo dije

"cómo sa va?"

como la tierra

está llena con sol

y agua

And love

you had some in a place

we left behind

that city was

dirty and drunk

on moonlight and fernet

(para vos)

I drank for the morning to come

You drank to forget

something you had

left behind

We got along because

we did not understand each other

Because we chose not to

because we both spoke

a language that was not

our own

esta noche con la luna

con la luz

con la blanca

de la sábana

desde polvo de santos

y leyendas de libros

que nunca

he leido

mucho

Y leer

vivir

respirar

mirar

comer

tomar

y vivir

vivir

pienso que los arboles

y las papeles

en que las palabras

(mentiras)

estaban escribiendo

son como

(mentiras)

vida

en qualquiera manera

Quiero cruzar la frontera

el mar

con una oja

como un barco

de madera

I bleed into pages

of paper bleached white

I bleed blue

and black

and red

And I write

what I want

and I do

not even know

What I want

is so simple

it puzzles myself

when I see the nonsense that

surrounds us all

And yet I type

all the nonsense

until you tell me

to stop

I can love

you if you

want me

simplicity in

simple terms

Today is a day full of wonder and dirt

2010-06-12T21:09:00.000-07:00

The past week has been pretty radtacular.

Went up to BC on Friday to party for Taka's birthday. It was rad. Then I helped Chuck and some homies set up a sweet tree net in a secret location overlooking one of the finest strips of shoreline Vancouver has to offer. The net held 5 of us dudes once the knots were double-checked and secure. We had a minor falling incident (or should I say failing) that involved a perfect front flip, 20 feet of air, and a 45 degree angled cliff. I'll just say now that we were all quite lucky that day.

The net and the hangmen

Top secret location with a view

All together now!!

I couldn't believe it held us all!!

I hit up wreck beach with Cheese and Amine the next day for some quality sunshine. Nothin like chillin on the beach with the bros, playin tunes and listening to waves. The ladies weren't too bad either ;)

Wreck Beach sunsets are the bomb!!

I gotta give a shout-out to the Dharma Kitchen (Broadway and Alma, Vancouver). Great place to chill out, amazing food (as always), and the waitstaff is incredibly good. There that is, haha!!

Best part of my long weekend had to be the epic Wreck Beach bonfire!! Every night the cops have been clearing the beach after dusk. The one night they didn't clear it off some friends threw a big bonfire party for a buddy's birthday (Happy bday, Gary!!) and it went off without a hitch. We had booze, flames, and even a late night skinny dip sesh. Always healthy, always fun. It was nice seeing a whole host of people I don't usually see together.

Happy birthday, Gary!! What a crew!!

I left Vancouver after watching the Chicago Blackhawks overtime Stanley Cup win. Big day for hockey. It was nice to see Philly lose at home, haha. Not a huge PA fan.

Back in Seattle its been a continuation of the Summerfest up north. UW seniors graduated today (congrats out to my boy Will Wilder for gett er done as well as to the others I know walking). I went skating in the morning after another night partying with my sister. Yesterday I chilled with Jack and his pops before jamming with Woody, Ben, and Jack at a random BBQ. Thanks for having us, btw. After the rando BBQ I attended the Evergreen School Alumni BBQ with my sis and the lone representative from my class (beside me, duh), Kate Watkins. It was a trip going back and seeing some of my old teachers and talking Life with them.

That dude doesn't even play drums, hahaha!!

Wicked keys tho! Not a bad gig!

The World Cup started yesterday too!! Arriba Uruguay!! And thank goodness the US hasn't choked yet. Hope everything goes down smoothly in Jburg.

Lastly I turned the compost pile in my backyard today. First time in a while. I can't wait to plant some corn and potatoes this week. I miss South America and the farms down there. I gotta get back asap. Until then I'll be trying my best to put all my fieldnotes to good use and grow some food!! I'll keep ya updated on how many plants I kill :P

Lastly a wee poem :)

Summer dirt and sun

The scent of summer
dirt and sun
burning seeping
through my skin
under fingernails

Dead stalks of corn
from yesteryear
rise slowly to the top
pitchfork turns the soil
black from brown

Sun dries the dead
withered green limbs
leaves left littered
from fall find
themselves turned
underground

In another month
with luck and sun and watering
seeds will sprout
and grow
with lots of love

Off to somewhere!! Can't wait to plant seeds this week!! See yall soon!

Sean

Making Music

2010-06-07T17:07:00.000-07:00

Nothings as simple
nothings more pure
nothings as easy
nothings more sure
than making music
with my friends.

The Innocent Sun Rises

2010-06-04T01:27:00.000-07:00

Watch us as we play
we won't be here for long
And what we give we take
away from everything
something
disturbed the earth is
the soil and the sun
what it gives it takes
away we go
another place
something
new to destroy
we lack any
more innocence
the sunrise every morning
things taken for granted
ignorance is
not innocence.
Watch us as we grow
up taller
towards the sky
how big can we get
until nothing
is left

Past couple days have been weird. I'm back to Vancouver for the weekend. Happy birthday Taka!! I got a lotta stuff to get done. And a lot is on my mind. I can't believe the world today. I fear for the Earth and our future here. It seems we can't stop from killing ourselves sooner or later. Like we just can't wait for the world to end, we must rush it's already untimely demise. Poor Mother Earth. Look at all she has done for us. And for the sake of ourselves we have ruined her. I'm disappointed.

:(

I'll feel better tomorrow when the sun rises.

-Sean

...Sasquatch is upon us!!

2010-05-27T13:21:00.000-07:00

Sasquatch is up on us.

Up on all over us.

That hairy thing

Here's hoping that it don't rain too much.

Here's hoping that everyone has a safe and happy time.

Like these guys!!

Here's hoping I can sneak in

(as I am without tickets for anything

but would like to see the lights)...

AHHHHHHH!! Cannot wait for the adventure to begin :))

Sean

ps- EMT-B test next Thursday...let's hope I don't fry all my brain cells this weekend :P

Last Day of WEMT Training in Leavenworth, WA

2010-05-20T13:09:00.000-07:00

A crazy month comes to an end...I hate it when good things go :(

But that's just the way it is, es la vida...

So the past month I have been training to me an EMT-B. Basic Emergency Medical Technicians work in hospitals (ERs), the backs of ambulances, for fire departments, and in a number of other capacities. The course I have taken is wilderness specific and also certifies me as an MPIC (Medical Person in Charge) aboard vessels (its a US Coast Guard certification that includes special protocols like inserting advanced airways and starting IV's of patients).

So...the past month I have learned a ton of new stuff. How to safely extract people from vehicle accidents, put patients on backboards, operate a bunch of cool gadgets and equipment, and do patient assessments. Since it is a WEMT course (W being wilderness) we have had a bunch of scenarios outside (and even more in). The instructors choose patients, give them a condition to imitate signs and symtoms of, and dress them up with makeup (moulage). It is real fun.

It's pretty crazy the amount of info I have had to wrap my head around in such a short period of time. I came into the course extremely motivated and as the course concludes tomorrow I am confident my drive will not diminish. I am super stoked to start working as a medic/EMT, hopefully outside, but wherever I can.

I have never been a super studious dude, but I came into this course to rock it. I studied my ass off- harder than I EVER studied at UBC (think class 8a-5p studies 6p-12a with maybe three hours of down time in-between). And I think I have (my final results will be officially up tomorrow but I passed all my tests and aced out my practicals). When I really want something I try my hardest. And I haven't wanted anything this bad since I got into university.

To all my RMI peers and profs: Thank you for what will surely be one of the more memorable months of my life. The time we have spent together in class and out has only furthered my passion for people. We are all from different places (physically, mentally, spiritually) and yet we have all operated pretty damn well together for the past month. With very few exceptions we have gotten along without a hitch, despite our obvious differences and I feel comfortable saying nearly everyone has helped me in my learning process in one capacity or another.

To the military dudes: keep on rocking for the free world. Yall have mentored me through the trials and tribulations of being a young leader. The discussions I have had with you and the observations I've made will stick with me forever. A decision must be decisive just as a leader must lead. Even more remarkable is the respect you've shown to all of us civvies who have no real-time experience. It's been an honor to work with you and hope that we can stay in touch. I take great comfort in knowing we're on the same team :))

To the homies sittin in the back of class with the long(er) hair: It's been real. It's been fun. I expect to see many of you in the future. You know where to find me on here. And if I'm not here I'm probably in the woods somewhere or on top of a mountain. If I'm not in my car, of course...You study buddies have put up with my bitching, awesome jokes (don't lie), hilarious puns (you love em), and generally presence. That's more than I expected, hahaha!! Thanks for the help learning all this stuff. Lets hope it doesn't all fall outta my head!!

To everyone at Tierra: you rock!! The food has been AMAZING thanks to Marcy and Jen and the rooms have been comfortable. The hot tub is hot and the fridges keep the beer cold; so no complaints there. Thanks also to the instructors who have been super flexible in their teachings. Thanks especially to Adam for coming climbing with us and being human. Whether you know it or not, you have been a valued mentor. I hope I am in the same headspace as you in the coming years. I loved your lectures and your side commentary. Keep up the witty jokes positivity :) Dave, thanks for not bullshitting around. I respect your style and hope that we might cross paths someday up in AK. I hope I wasn't too much of a pain in the ass. Loreen, you were awesome. You provided all of us with some serious confidence boosters without being too easy. Thanks also to Dan, Tyler, and Vikki. Finally, Steve. Your humour provided us with endless laughs and kept the stress down (despite the heave homework loads :) I will forever use the Guthrie Poo Scale. You answered all my questions without making me feel like and idiot (which I know must have been hard sometimes) and offered insight into practical applications of our newfound knowledge by way of your wonderful stories. Thanks for taking me seriously (or at least pretending to do so) and pushing me to be a good EMT. Maybe I'll run into you someday in Peru.

My plans from here are as open as the ocean. And I'm thinkin' about getting away again. I'll be looking for work as a medic onboard some sort of vessel for the summer and hopefully will be able to do ski patrol somewhere in the PNW next ski season. But you all know how it goes. If I get the dream job theres no saying where I'll be in a few months time. I gotta get some cheese, rock out a bit more with the Weird'eax, and then get back out on the road. It's looking like a rare summer on the West coast for Sean.

Jess and I lookin' hawt before the first night scenario.

I was a drunk pilot and she had a baby.

We both had severe head injuries, haha

I hit the gong every night before bed.

Why?

Because it feels good :))

Sean

ps- ¡¡Volveré pronto amigos hispanohablantes!! Te extraño muchissimo. Tengo que asistir unas clases de español para medicos entonces cuando voy otra vez a sur america puedo trabajar en capacidad de medico :) o algo...vamos a ver...¡¡siempre hacía el futuro!!

email me fools!!

Oh Don't Blow Away

2010-05-17T23:13:00.000-07:00

Wind from spring, from yesterday

holding back the rain

quenching summer thirst

I saw the apple blossoms blossoming

bursting sweet with summers scent

the unburned forests pray still taller

Butterflies and yellow birds

hold chipmunks of at bay for seeds

while chirping constantly

The clouds run up and down the valley

over hills and through thick woods

I catch a fresh breath daily

All I ask is what I learn

oh please don't blow away

I want to teach I want to know

when all this will burn

May the embers burn forever

this is what I wish.

So I'm still in Leavenworth, last week of my WIlderness EMT-B course. It's been super fun. Lots of new knowledge. Lots of new friends. I can't wait to apply what I've learned. If you know anyone who needs an expedition medic or any sort of medical technician, tell them to email me. I need a job, haha! Heres the site for the course: http://www.remotemedical.com/Wilderness-EMT-WEMT

I highly recommend it for people interested in EMT-B training. The instructors have been awesome, the group has been diverse, talented, respectful, and awesome. Can't wait to start inserting airways in real patients. I had my second ER rotation this past weekend up in Skagit county and I had a blast.

Lots of people to help out in the world.

Now for some pictures. Sorry for the randomness/untimely posting of pictures/lack of recent posts. I have been doing nothing but studying the National Registry EMT-B Emergency medicine book. It's huuuuuuugggggeeeee. And I wanted to know my shit. We'll see how the practicals and the National Registry test go. More on that later. Eye candy :)))

An old Jetta on a sunny Vancouver day

in front of a classic Vancouver concrete building

Lost Lake at Whistler, BC

Taka tears it up!!

Cambie house boys in order

The dirt path into Sunitch Canyon

just north east of Leavenworth, WA

"Home" for the past month

A gang of us in Club BAMF (aka the Nut Hut)

Built mostly by Tim, an ex-Army Ranger who's got mad MacGyver skills.

He built this 5 person shelter in about 40 minutes with a little help from Diego, Danny, and I.

It's still out there in the woods.

Gonna miss all these fools from the course when we're done on Friday...

Onwards and upwards towards new things and more.

Sean

Haiku, History, and Happiness!!

2010-05-02T03:09:00.000-07:00

Two days ago in history I read on a bars blackboard that:

On this day in history in 1803: "The Louisiana Purchase Was Purchased."

Tonight I write :)

I think I like you as your are

I can see the clouds in your eyes

and your hair is warm like sunshine.

Would you

could you

show me stars?

The nights a blanket over us

And I don't know you

but I trust

What's the worst thing that would happen right now.

A Haikuuuuu (youknowhowwedo!)

I look up: THE SKY!!

I see the stars in your eyes...

Would you show me Love?

This is me from Leavenworth, WA

(shout out to Darcy, if she's still reading this irregular blarg of nonsense)

Went rock climbing today. First time not studying or being in class for the past week.

Wilderness EMT-B training. Getting learned.

Final notes on the night...on life, as they happen to be...

One second you're on top of your it.

Next second you're in the it.

Someday you will fall into your own $#!T and you will know what I mean.

Just gotta get up on the good foot.

Sean

Model Moons and Brilliance

2010-04-20T01:18:00.000-07:00

Tonight I wish I could wander the stars. Or maybe just connect the ones I need. I'd crawl south to other hemispheres on a thin white line I'd draw as I go. I would visit you if I could see your eyes just for a blink. Just open them. Open them, but don't awake.

I wish that I might be able to see from such an advantageous vantage point. I would throw meteors between enemies and stardust down to lovers. I would watch them walk down sidewalks paved with past steps leading to their futures. And I would descend on you like a shepard to a wounded lamb; with patience and with virtue. Not to tend to you, but to care for you; out of love and never fear.

And you are a star, the model of grace and elegance. And I am but a dreamer. Your figure weaves throughout my mind in sideways eights and like a ghost it lingers late into the night and sometimes even later. The moon may rise against our pale skin and we may pay it no attention. The burn that comes with too much sun is harsh, back to the stars I climb.

The risisng sun blinds my eyes from seeing you in daytime. The change in time or different tides may having me sinking quicker than the sun at dusk when I awake to find: an image I've created out of too much time with my head in the clouds.

But today is a different day. I'm getting higher. And there are no clouds in my way where I am. It has even stopped raining.

I want to kiss the mouth of the moon
and whisper softly:
I am so glad that you love me.

:)

Bout time to post some pictures...

2010-03-29T15:38:00.000-07:00

Light is absolutely important. Sometimes when it is dark the world is cold and uninviting.

When it is light outside, and we can see ourselves, we interact with one another.

And meet up at lit parks at night to play frisbee.

This is the view from Raven's crest atop Blueberry Hill.

The clouds are lovely and its sunny to the north in the valley.

Right now it is snowing at Whistler.

These girls rock.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZcxAKMa44g

They danced with THE ROOTS!!

Front row, with the creepy fat dudes and the hot hot girls.

The Rings in Whistler Village

Some of my Norwegian friends.

Various important people.

A princess too.

We checked out the Athletes Village so Princess Martha Louise could inspire/stoke/encourage the Norge sledge-hockey team before their Bronze medal game versus Canada.

Me, Martin, Else (Norge Ambassador to Canada), Tom Johannson (Head of Norwegian Police),

and my "client" Tove Paule, President of the Norwegian Olympics/Paralympic Association.

Martha Louise loves trees :)

We went to the Capilano suspension bridge for an hour or so before the Bronze medal game.

She is the Princess of Norway and was very excited to be able to wander around Vancouver/Whistler with relative anonymity. We made idle chit chat and joked around about things.

She is very kind, down to earth, and playful.

Working with her was a royal pleasure, bahahaha

This is the skip of the Norwegian Wheelchair Curling team, Princess Martha Louise, and my buddy Sundin (a fellow VanOC driver), posing for a photo for me :)

Madness after the Norwegians defeated the overrated Team Canada 2-1 in the final seconds of the third period. The Princess went nuts along with Tove and these three women. They hung out at Thunderbird Arena for a while then we headed back to the hotel.

I had a party to get to.

Stephan Harper just wanted to get the fuck outta there, hahaha!!

Ahhh, yes, the party.

This might have been one of the best parties I've ever been to in my life.

And it was at my house!!

Charles, Gaelen, and Will all celebrated their birthdays on Friday the 19th at the Taj Loveall at an Atlantis themed event.

Throughout the week I had let the Norwegians know they were invited but not expected to show.

So I was quite surprised to see eight of them,

including Princess Martha, show up in the middle of the madness.

I got them beer (not without spilling on the princess, actually...shyt) and let them do their thang.

Tove got pretty wild painting all the young men.

The picture is of the head of the Norwegian lottery shredding on guitar.

He played a nice little blues set in Chucks room before heading

out to the big stage to deliver some serious entertainment.

Songs in Norwegian, some ACDC, some of BC's finest, hahahaha!

All of this while donning a poncho to guard the axe from the Norwegian flag

Ali had so lovingly painted on hi chest.

We finished the beer.

I still haven't recovered from the shock of it all.

But this is why I came here. This is why my Dad says that I'll "never leave Vancouver."

He might be right.

These mountains are mine. I love them and they reciprocate.

This is what I want to take with me.

Everywhere I go.

Scene from the Sea to Sky

(with clouds on top)

Containers

What is in there? Where is it going? How much does it cost? Who takes it where? And when and why and how and and and and and contain yourself.

Whipple's O face

Compton's Response

"Butt Pie"

I saw this bus and thought:

If I could go to all points, which points would they be?

So I took a picture.

Then I wondered if there is an all points spaceship,

'cause that shit would be cool.

Nothing but peace love and unity,

Sean

ps- a birdy told me:

ahhhhhhhhh, it truly is that easy!!

Change in the Wind

2010-03-16T01:54:00.000-07:00

The storm is beginning to brew. Bold new clouds tower over mountains who wish them away some days. But not today. Or yesterday. When last night it snowed, the clouds dumped their shit on the flanks of my mountains, I awoke in the morning, elated and energized. If not a bit surprised. I tossed on two planks and rode it through til it was packed. My jacket with powder, my face with a smile.

A new storm is beginning to brew. One in my life that will come in due time and take a new set of coordinates that I will deem mine for the moment. It will be southernly and warm in the air. I will carry no doubts but not be arrogant about bodies or doubt or beliefs. This is what I have, look at what we've been given. So weave your own story, tie your own ribbon, make a beat you can dance to with rhythm so loose, you're the only one that can choose what you do. So take a life, take a breath, make a move.

The storm is beginning to brew. I feel the winds of something new. The breeze that brings change in the weather forebodes another chapter of life that waits to be told, but hold on to your horses not yet. The seasons have yet to forget, they are last, their last station but a place we have stood. Believe in the future, it's coming either way. We are not seasons we're people who change day to day.

Confidence isn't easy but necessary.

"Don't worry be happy."

Sean

ps- go to Sasquatch, all of you!!

Whoa I am a slacker

2010-01-28T17:44:00.000-08:00

I am now living in Whistler.

I wake up when I do and eat some toast and yogurt and drink coffee. Then I look out the window and decide how quickly I should get ready to go skiing. Then I put my gear on and head up to the hill.

Then I ski all day.

Then I come home, watch a hockey game, drink some beer, and eat some more food before retiring (usually very early) to sleepy dreamland where I dream of snow and make it reality.

My life is amazing. I am so fortunate. Real life is gonna be a bitch.

I'll post some pho tots pronto. And get back to writing. But I don't want to rant about my sloth. I just want to shred.

Sean

The world system of support is people/Merry Christmas!

2009-12-24T12:55:00.000-08:00

To all my friends, my family, and to all that be:

Happy holidays, merry chrismakahkwanza, what have you.

Mostly to all the people who don't read this, but even more to those that do.

I want to say that I'm thankful for all that I'm living for. I want to thank those others like you living.

Delightful.

I love the love you've given me.

[I'd like to give it back like life to my dead cat.]

I'll be "here" for a while.

Wont you just be with me :)

Thanks to all those who's floors I've slept on, whose stories I've heard told til they're Gold. To the one's who have passed along wisdom or food, I'll remember all of you when I am old. Until then let us be friends.

Lots of Love all over the World,

Sean

Pushing Perspectives

2009-12-06T16:10:00.000-08:00

A nice view from the cliffs at sunset.

I've been going out just to take pictures lately. I need constant stimulation I think.

Everything offers some perspective even if you don't see it right away.

A camera is a cool tool to capture perspective with

Elisa is an excellent expert harpist.

The other night I ate dinner with my back to her and her harp and I suddenly found myself dining in a medieval royal castle with a Chinese fire-breathing dragon keeping guard outside the gate!

When Sir Gaelen strolled in with his armor on I invited him to drink mead with me and recount the days battles. He said it had rained and was soon thereafter seduced by the music.

Unfortunately for me Sir Gaelen caught the glance of the harpist, as he faced her.

They ended up fooling around in fantasy-land long before I.

I think it was grilled cheese.

Or somethin'

The Moon was HUUUUUGE the other night!!

I wanted to see it over Mt. Baker but this was the best I got while driving home, hahaha.

I like purple.

The Hand of God, UBC

Some random girl at the UBC cliffs was kind enough to trade up her zoom for some shots with my fishy. It was a nice sunset :)

That's right, good clean fun with a fisheye.

I focking lahve those colors.

Charles and George had an impromptu stare-off on the 43. When I say this I mean:

Charles decided that whoever sat in the pair of facing chairs in the accordion part of the bus had to compete with him in a stare-off. Luckily for everyone, the first victim was George, a friendly yet formidable opponent surprisingly enough.

He sat down.

Charles sat down.

They laid down the rules and it was ON!

George was totally into it and Charles was ready for the challenge.

Check out everyone's expressions, haha. Busses are really interesting social spaces. Everyone has different manners on the bus, you treat people differently, some people consider it some sort of private space while others argue that it is totally shared, public space (which I agree with!)

The stare-off captivated everyone for a solid three minutes until George blinked.

The wager of $1.25 and a smack in the face was recanted by a victorious Charles.

We got off at the next stop.

Late night walk through Nitobe Garden at UBC after a couple hours of indoor soccer? Why not?

Noel, Chuck, Doug, Amine, and I cruised threw for a warm-down sesh and some photos.

The photos didn't turn out

This guy really took a dive.

Interurbanism

2009-12-03T14:20:00.000-08:00

Sitting wishing disappearing into a thin strip of cold air slipping slowly from under the door. I wish I could go away with it into the mountains and just turn into snow. For now it's hope. Hope that I too can slip through the crack in the door. Hope that snow actually is coming. Hope that somewhere there's someone enjoy a warm breeze as much as I enjoy mine cold.

Whistler beckons. I applied for three jobs there today after striking out completely yesterday on Broadway. If I get one its to the snow I go. Bummer :)

Here are some photos of the installation Charles, Paul, and I put up at the Interurban Art Gallery. Paul has some way better photos of the final project.

Rough frame of one wall.

Paul sat across from me when we took a break to go get grub

He took this phots. Burgers, yummmm

Ready to get on up!

Charles scoping the room out.

I got Olympics training today at four and Cagefighting (poetry night) after that. Finally a few things to do to get me out of this jobless monotony.

Until the next time...

Sean

More skiing to come

2009-12-01T17:07:00.000-08:00

I have gotten in 6 days so far. Looking to up that soon. Wednesday? Yes.

I went home to see the family for Thanksgiving. It was really nice to be home for more than one day. Dad took Erin, Will, and I skiing on Wednesday. It had rained the day before. The snow was shyt compared to the stuff all week at Whistler, but we shralped anyways. We always do.

Will and Erin up on Seventh Heaven. Steven's Pass, WA

After skiing we went home and baked Mom and Dad an apple pie.

Step one-ish

My sister!! Hi Erin!!

Step twoish

Step freeeeee

And we don't have any more pictures cause we ate them too :)

Sean

Trying hard.

2009-11-17T23:04:00.000-08:00

Somedays, when I am without you, when your breath goes unheard from my ear, I long for the whisper of the wind to deliver something to me. I am not in the sunshine anymore, I am not in the hostel house with my hermanos. I am not in the empty streets of capital cities who couldn't care less about my presence. Away from the rivers edge, I am at an ocean.

You are a rockstar in another place. I like your style like I like your face. Something's lost but something's gained. Nice to know but in the end if you're not with me what?

I am in the process of putting more photos up and trying to print a bunch and put them up somewhere. So if you know a wall that needs photos let me know. I am trying.

Tomorrow I am going skiing. Over 50 inches in the past two days. INCHES!! Vamos!!

It is all happening. I sit here in the Interurban Art Gallery where I am helping install a piece with my friends. We have been having a super good time. We are all in the same place in the physical sense and in the head as well.

And I think the head is so important.

Sean