I read an article on Medium about a guy who had a lot of things yet wasn’t happy so he got rid of a lot of things and got down to 200 things total. I want to get to a place where I only have 200 things, maybe even 100, 50 would be better, 25 even more awesome and whatever fits into a small backpack, would be the best. Anyways I figured that a lot of stuff I own has a lot of sentimental value, I figured the sentimental value, the stories and experiences behind the thing are far greater than the thing itself, so I’m going to just take photographs of my things with sentimental values.
I’ll kick this off with the razor scooter that my mom bought off my cousin Ben or Chris, I forget which one. Whoever owned it rode it once, and got injured in someway so he sold it to me via my mom. Razors got popular somewhere between elementary school and middle school I think. Maybe it was more like a 7th grade thing. I don’t remember. A tail whip was the coolest trick I could do. The demise of this scooter occurred in front of my friend Mike’s house. I think I was trying to show off my cool Razor skills in front of Dan, a guy a few years older that was in my boy scout troop. He was really good at biking and snowboarding and wakeboard and his family was from South Africa. He called me Squinty McSquinterson, either because I was asian or because I wore glasses, probably both. The bottom of the Razor was already super weak due to me grinding curbs on it. I did a stall on the curb near Mike’s house and the tail snapped.
The Volcom stone logo was the most popular logo to draw amongst my classmates. I was extremely stoked with my version of it that I carved out of the griptape of my razor.
There was a skate shop named 360 Skateboarding that was near my house. All the stickers on this razor were from that shop. I bought all the stickers as well. I’m not sure why but all the stickers I bought, I slapped onto my Razor and all the stickers I got for free, I’d slap onto my skateboard decks. Maybe subconsciously I knew that my Razor would outlast any skateboard deck I owned.
Here you can see the cracks where the tail section broke off the main body.
Chad Muska was my favorite skater. I have no idea why. His rising sun graphic resonated with me, maybe because I’m part Japanese?
This Razor hasn’t been folded in over 10 years, maybe 12 or 13 to be more precise.
A mentor of mine told me something his architect dad told him: If you are designing a building and you are stuck on the first floor, move onto the next floor and come back to the first floor later. It’s important to keep the momentum going.
Today I really got stuck on a problem with a pack and the momentum stopped for a bit when I could have easily been working on another part of the pack.
The doodle above is a tribute to Keith Haring as always.
This started out as a red ball that turned into a cherry that turned into the backside of a flower.
There was no surfing this morning since Mitch and I couldn’t wake up. The good news is I’m sure we both caught up on our insomnia. I finished the best pack I ever made today and sent it off which was bittersweet. This is today’s doodle.
There’s like a flash like aura around the board so it was my duty to do it justice by converting the colours in the doodle into halftone. Prepare yourself to see more halftone doodles in the near future! Yes!
First of all, yes the board is 7 3/4 inches wide. For some reason I erased the 1 in front of the 7 thinking it was a slash. Oh well. I lost a fin today. I’m not sure how it happened. It was still a super fun session!
This went on uninterrupted for miles across the horizon this morning. It was actually quite preferable to what happened later when the swell disappeared all together and was only breaking at the jetty.
I just finished making a pack for an awesome cat named Abe. Besides being awesome on his own merit, he’s also a repeat customer. It’s always nice to get repeats because it means you’re doing something right. It’s almost 4am and I have to wake up in 2 hours so I drew this illustration to commemorate what I hope I will feel when I wake up.
I think it’s definitely good to try new things and old things. Conventional things and not so conventional things. It’s good to see what works and what doesn’t work. At the end of the day, the important part is to draw it back to you. Is what you are doing you? Does it match up with your values? It’ll change over time but make sure it’s you.