I don't much believe in the hoo-doo of most popular religions of the world but sometimes just sometimes I think signs do appear to us if we pay attention. The sunglasses in the shadows meant shit was going to be cool on this trip with the Solitary Arts on their first ever mission. Hours later, I'm still in stupification of what an experience it was. Thank you!
Due to some lap top issues - mine is full and broken, I was unable to blog from the road as planned.
Meeting of the Solitarians. Bob, Jef and Yong-Ki (l-r).
Packing Bob's van aka the Mule. Jef Hartsel loads up a box of display items with an energy that lasted all trip. Dude was all smiles.
Bob Lake, driver, pool madman and fellow bearded creep assesses the situation of his Vanagon.
Yong-Ki and Hartsel talk about shapes of the soon to come pro boards for Bob and him.
Rest stop find.
R. Kelly inspired pee-pee art.
We pulled into LA, checked into the hotel then hit a local Indian spot for some good food. Jerky gives me the winds.
Bob checks out one of Jef's set-ups. Even after 3 decades of skating bob is still a kid.
My office, before I realized my computer is utter poop and I need something made after 2003. At least I don't have any flat spots.
Chillin' in the hotel room, thanks Scion!
The next day we hit the gallery and started to get organized, the Quiet Life was right next to use, stoked!!!
The theme of the show was passion projects. Endeavors of artists who do something outside their regular jobs in the industry. The items they have created and that were showcased came from their hearts. Axes to the heart.
Hartsel scopes out the layout.
Bob cuts some paper for layout use.
Quiet Life display items.
Outside I saw this guy.