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
aahhhhhh …… the prefect thing to come home to and read after a nice swim with Pohaku out to Flat Island. The Pacific was living up to it’s name on the East Side, so malie, and life is good. Now on to some quite work time while Pohaku catches some waves in Town. Hope you found some ocean time as well today.
Lovely Anne! Yes I did! Seems that when we write on a thing it becomes prophecy for our selves.
A big shaka 2 ya dave“! i love my polonisian roots and sharing it whith others.,the familly,friends,food,WAVEZZZZ more food, any way, and im damn proud 2 have grone up n oxnard california. ive been lucky 2 stay n the ocean and really thank god 4 everyone ive met that inspired me 2 try and give back more aloha, u,bellzer ,everysoul at Patagonia,THink,art. when ever im rushing to fast remember how slow and piecfull it was n that little town hana and try and spred that vibe n the big city,it gets ruf i wont lie, its hard 2 stay nice when someones yelling” HURRY THE FUCK UP ASSSHOOOOLLE”!! but if u just ride it out smooth with a nicer line,no need 4dakine,u no? WAR FACE. maby.Untill we go back . ALL my aloha, spred love, PAILEULU MOA . my friends call me “danny” if thats easer .
p.s. i send u some a my tunes bra. aloha
I am sure everyone would love that!
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