Organic Devolution Studio News

Fair enough, I don't know that much about surf mats. I've only been riding them since last September which is bugger-all really. After riding vario...

So I had in mind these two buddies, Fatty McGoldfish and Monsieur Snaps, escaping the kitchen benchtop and heading off. Perhaps for just the day, p...

No matter how far I find myself from the Sunshine Coast the dunes have always stuck with me. Every morning before the first foot-fall of even the e...

There was something rattling around inside my Krypt surfmat. I could feel something gritty in there. I thought it might have been bits of sand, per...

Blue skies and sunshine and the pressure to get something done before heading out west again for the weekend - deadlines make things happen. Uneart...

As we work our way into Spring here in the north, friends further south are walking their way into Autumn. My mind drifts to images of shuffling th...

I spent my formative years as a grommet cutting my teeth (sometimes literally) on the beachies and points of the Sunshine Coast in Queensland. An i...

Ahh, paid employment. It seems such a quaint thing of days gone by. Part of my last job was culturing algae (specifically the marine diatom,...

I was most happy to acquiesce to her request. It sounded good, it made my insides thrum low. A five-hour haul down and across to that gnarled paw o...

Some packaging ideas for the hand-pulled t-shirts lead to making up a small stamp with the OD snoozing possum insignia. With no soft rubber on hand...

Arriving late last month my new pool toy, a 4th Gear Flyer Standard hand-made by Paul Gross (delightfully described as a "surf raft" on the postal ...

Another east-coast novelty arrives and fades layering fresh glazes into memory of swoops and arcs,  of undeterminable chattering acceleration acros...