I look around the blog and I see cobwebs traversing the weeds. Though it doesn’t feel like it, things have been progressing. Tuning yourself in to the cadence of new rhythms takes time – steady as she goes…Read More
Yes we’ve been quiet but the past few months – quiet but busy. We’ve had a baby girl and packed up to shift ourselves (again) from Australia back to the west coast of Ireland. Oh, and we’re releasing a new collection of work…
That moment when the tension suddenly releases and you realise the board is gone…
Late last year a beautiful couple of close friends commissioned me to put together some special invitations for their wedding.
Stoked to announce that this new surfmat shirt “Inflatable Dreams” is going to be screenprinted. The illustration of the surfmat and fins tangled in the sea is a nod to these strange wave-riding craft and the rare few makers who build these by hand.
Crikey, it’s like this is becoming a habit – stoked! This Sunday from 10 ’till 3 I’ll have a stall setup at The Hive Market in Bellerive, Hobart.
Great fun popping up the Organic Devolution market stall for Bulk Mart 3 over the weekend in Hobart.
This Saturday from 1-7pm I’ll be throwing down some good things on a table at Bulk Mart 3 in Hobart city. It’s been a while since I’ve done markets and I miss it. Lots of colour and the wonderful wares of weird and wiley makers, good tunes and good story-talkin’ with all sorts of heads.
This afternoon I had a window of a few hours to go exploring again down the rabbit hole…
“Deeper” – digital illustration.
Waves of consequence require commitment to going further, deeper…
Thanks to Dylan Heyden from the Inertia for scooping Fionn’s new edit. Stoked to see surf matting blips on mainstream radars… great exposure for two legends – my custom surf mat maker, Matt Fedden.
The suggestion that surf mats were a “bi-product of the shortboard revolution” is a little left-field.
There’s little point hanging on when you’re going this fast.
Hibernia, 2015. Custom surf mat build (Mc-21) by Matt Fedden.
For the 7th year running, the Marine Conservation Film Series is on again.
It’s a hard decision to make but I just don’t reckon this thing will qualify as carry-on luggage. My 6-tonne bottle jack press now needs a good home so I’m looking for a printmaker who is keen to be good to her. Today is our final Sunday at the Strandhill People’s Market in Strandhill, Sligo, and I’ll be bringing the press out and be assessing the submissions of potential suitors.
Last few days left before we move out of our house in Sligo and begin the long journey back to Australia, eventually Hobart in Tasmania. Exciting and hectic times. There’s a lot on, a lot of loose ends to tie up, decisions on what to pack or cull…
This print continues to prove to be a tricky one to get out right – and it’s the getting it out right which is what the printmaker’s ongoing challenge is. Each fin is a direct reference to fins I’ve owned, trialled, coveted, with one in the collection that is the golden hatchet to rule them all, the one that has been pivotal (ahem) to my Rooster-shaped, 9’6 BeachBeat Pacer.
I like those spots you turn up so where you can’t see the breaking wave from where you kill the engine. Park up on the cliff, at the end of the lane, under the mountain, at the gate… sometimes you can hear it as soon as you get out of the car and sometimes, before you get out of the car.
Well folks, it’s finally happened – the Organic Devolution Online Shop is now live! A hard graft over the past few months, hyper compressed in the last two weeks to get things revamped here in the OD blog and integrated with the new Shop. Huge thanks to my sibling web-guru, Heidipj, for her stellar work on getting it all together and giving this salty bearded doodler the motivation needed to finally getting this thing together.
What’s in store? Read More
We’re knee-deep in it now. The short days, grey skies and horizontal sleet out here. So soon are folks forgetting how great the weather has been the last two months. I’m glad I began stockpiling driftwood as soon as we moved out west.