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The Island

Monday, May 10th, 2010
The Island

The Island

A sloop rode astride disparate shades of blue, the ocean looking as if Gauguin had paletted every tone of that color available in the universe. The lone boat sheered through, cutting the briefest of white swaths, which were deftly consumed by azure strokes of the artist’s brush. Wind sung in the lines, with slap of bow and gurgle of wake, a pleasant serenade.

There is a vitality that seems to exist at the Equator. Astride the foredeck, with one hand grasping a stainless steel stay, it’s smooth gnurling carried the feel of the wind’s energy, that traveled as a throbbing pulse into the core of a weather colored form, which peered off through the broad expanse of blue forever. Green eyes rapt with sapphire horizon, reflected in mid morning light, calmly observing. Mind wandering, as creation’s flow traveled from sail to wire to body, and down through brown feet astride the rough texture, of a cream colored deck.

Wind and Water

Wind and Water

The singing of the rigging rose in timbre as the breeze freshened. The sails tugged more insistently: going, some place.

On a downwind run, the little boat leapt forward and the tang of salt carried on the breeze imparted a hunger for eggs with pepper, something the sailor had not tasted in awhile.

Man and boat sought an island, which lay amongst the great strand of viridescent gems, that comprise the Maldivian chain, which lie to the South East of India, astride both Laccadive and Indian oceans.

Memories convey persistent motivation, and it had taken some doing to reach this stretch of water, far removed from the busy world of commerce and hubbub, whose raucous cries, the green eyed man never seemed to miss.

Laccadivian Vision

Laccadivian Vision

In deeds past, and promises future, lay inspiration, hope, and somewhere, a particular island, where Creator touched and Creation responded, in purest form, with something unique in all the world. He knew she waited, and could feel fate in that morning wind, alongside something else, scarcely perceptible.

Tandem

Tandem

World Oceans Day

Monday, June 8th, 2009
Danny Moa, Islander

Danny Moa, Islander

I awoke late this Sunny Sunday, having spent the night wrapping a job on the computer and getting to sleep at 6:30 AM. I pulled myself away from my girlfriend Donna who was doing her best imitation of a dead woman at 9:15 am. I had some coffee and rolled down the valley into downtown Ventura for a haircut appointment at 10:00 am with my Samoan pal Danny Moa.

By twelve, after we had rapped out and talked  a lot of story and I stood squinting in the broad light of high noon, I felt different. It wasn’t the haircut. I was now more relaxed. It was from contact with Danny and the Pacific Islanders style and mindset. They always want to connect you to the ocean. He had.

Yesterday I did an edit for a client. They had asked for a waterman’s point of view. Here it is. Happy World Oceans day. May you all be connected to, and cherish the sea.  It is the source of all life on this blue ball. Let us  respect it, learn from it and eschew everything and everyone that would try to keep it from us and us in turn, from it. If an organization or entity ever comes between you and the ocean, I hope that you would know not to support it. God made the seas for you. Take care of them. Be the good steward.

Historian and Hawaiian Tom Stone once told me that the Polynesian’s home is the sea. That land is only where we go to rest. That makes a lot of sense to any water person.

Here is a little film trailer from a piece we should hopefully complete sometime in the near future.

A beautiful piece by another sea tribe, Ireland’s native sons, U2 is here.

Holly Beck’s fantastic blog is here. Make sure to watch the video!

Ah, Project Kaisei is here. My friend George Orbelian kindly pointed out that in myopia, I had overlooked the project he had so generously included me on! Click that link and look around. It is revelatory.

A VERY fun film which is actually a demo reel that I did awhile ago won some festival acclaim recently and is here.

From Joe Noonan:

“I love the Native American saying that the white man took God from the earth and streams and waters and put ‘him’ way up in the sky, out of reach… the ocean’s my temple, church, playground and lover, where I experience the Divine so directly…”

Click on any of the images in the gallery for a larger view and a back story

When I am off center. I see this sign flashing.

When I am off center. I see this sign flashing.

Tiare and the Spinners

Tiare and the Spinners

Balinese Morning

Balinese Morning

Blue Ombak

Blue Ombak

Javanese Reflection

Javanese Reflection

Just a Wave

Just a Wave

Maldivian Eve

Maldivian Eve

Makaha Rush

Makaha Rush

Rockpile Sunset Push

Rockpile Sunset Push

Indian Ocean Fireworks

Indian Ocean Fireworks

Morning Magic

Morning Magic

Dawn Patrol

Dawn Patrol

World Champions, Hobie 16

World Champions, Hobie 16

Dolphin Swim

Dolphin Swim

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