A while ago I spent some time at Logan Landry's home in Nova Scotia. We surfed and traveled and I got to hang with some rad east coast fellas, as well his family. Here is a photo of Logan's Grandfather, Reginald, holding an antique gun in their barn. There was a small beam of light coming in through the stained glass window, so we propped a chair up on the 4ft. high pile of rickety stacked wood and took 35mm portraits of him and his grandson.
travel photography
Not much was spoken on the ride over and even less when we were dropped off in the middle of town. Three of us had just gotten off a buss in a small town in Ecuador. We bumped into each other, trying not to be seen. Tired, warn down, and anxious, we paid ten bucks each for the second hotel we came across. It was over budget but we felt we wanted a secure environment for little first leg on the road.
THESE NEW POUTINES
I have a bunch of new photos up from my trip down to South America. Of all my styles this kind of photography is what I want to keep recreating most.
Have a look and let me know what you think!
A three hour ride up the mountain hillside. Buses passing transport trucks, cars, and motorcycles and then buses passing buses. In Ecuador it feels like if you hand over money before the task is done, it's a race to finish it. On Christmas day a cramped bus flipped off the hillside killing forty one passengers and severely injuring everyone else alive as they rolled like dice. We wondered how nobody every died and tried to shrug it off as we figured it was sudden death below.
Bad Relationships.
35mm | Ecuador | 2010 | Unapologetic Apologies
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Play with fire.
Would you go out to surf if this Mexican cocodrilo and friends were 20 meters from the river mouth? Ahhhhhh, fuck it!
Check out my portfolio and brand new bio on the front page of The Inertia website.
Mural painting process at the community center, Entre Amigos. San Pancho, Mexico.
UPDATE: Here’s another photo of the pup we found dieing on the street. The lady who’s car this is drove her to the vet. Once she found out the pup wouldn’t live, they had her deflead, washed, held, and loved before putting her down. They lady and her two little girls gave her a traditional burial in front of their house.
Last night I was onstage taking some photos at a Mexico reggae concert!
Professional dancer Mayra Mendez, drooling over her boyfriend Adan Nunez, the lead singer of Golden Ganga
For the past two months I’ve been exploring Mexico’s coastline, surfing and shooting every day. I hope you guys are stoked to see some new colour work in the near future!
The Bi-Weekly Cock Touch. Nusa Lembongan, Indonesia. 2011.
Spectators watch as two locals get their cocks fired up before a fight.
From the series Body Over Mind.
Journal Entry. Medellín, Colombia. 2010.
We went to Colombia for two weeks. it pretty much ended our surf trip instantly, and turned us into loser drunk backpackers. It is the complete opposite of Ecuador; good food, great women, beautiful lush landscapes, no waves, sky scrapers, fake breasts and asses, hookers and blow, and everything is way scarier and expensive.
These New Poutines are like a Roman Catholic rock group. We are a rare breed who don’t smoke weed or do any drugs for that matter. But we intermingle with coffee, cigarettes, alcohol, sex and debauchery.
From the series “These New Poutines”
Atacomes, Ecuador. 2010.
From the series “These New Poutines”
On The Road. Ecuador. 2010.
Traveling on a quite bus can be quite meditative. Hours on end not talking to anyone just sitting and observing the landscape changing from mountains to ocean to banana plantations to desert. A very slow transition. Traveling from one well off town to a next you realize how fortunate your are as you pass through one shanty town to the next. A fast visual transition and a saddening one.
From the series “These New Poutines”
Hostal de Ricky. Montañita, Ecuador. 2010.
We where dragging our bags and boards across town to find this hotel that our buddy Ricky Lobo owned and somehow crossed paths with him as he was pulling out for a ten hour drive for an incoming storm. He recommended we not stay at his hostal but to keep moving north. Just arriving from Peru we couldn’t do another consecutive day on a bus so we used our judgment to stay and ended up scoring perfect nine foot waves with thousands of harmless jellyfish.
From the series “These New Poutines”
Locals Only. Ecuador. 2010.
From the sereies "These New Poutines".
Montañita, Ecuador. 2010.
More scared then stoked, not much was spoken on the ride over and less when we were dropped off in the middle of the town. Bumping into each other, trying not to be seen. Tired, warn down, and anxious we paid ten bucks each for the second hotel we came across. It was over budget but we felt we deserved a secure environment our first couple days.
This town never sleeps. no waves no sleep. Eat, shit, surf, siesta, surf, eat, and then drink and smoke, till 5 am then repeat. Its a fucking hippy den in Montinita. Yeap the place to be. Smoke your weed release your seed. The perfect place to come for your week long, bleach blond, spring break.
Three blonde gringos from Vancouver, travel to Ecuador and Peru’s coastline in order to find decent waves.
From the series “These New Poutines”