Jeff McCallum recently finished shaping up a Bonzer style surfboard. This black beauty looked incredible coming out of the glassing room. Jeff quickly took advantage of a swell in his backyard and put it to the test. Looks like it went well. If you want one of these beauties contact Jeff directly at his website: http://mccallumsurfboards.com/
Yeah, I’m losing my edge.
I’m losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I’m losing my edge.
I’m losing my edge to the kids from France and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I’m losing my edge.
I’m losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I’m losing my edge to the Internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1978.
I’m losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin.
I’m losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties.
But I’m losing my edge.
I’m losing my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
But I was there.
I’m losing my edge.
I’m losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1974 at the first Suicide practices in a loft in New York City.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, “Don’t do it that way. You’ll never make a dime.”
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB’s.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I’ve never been wrong.
I used to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica during the great sound clashes.
I woke up naked on the beach in Ibiza in 1988.
But I’m losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they’re actually really, really nice.
I’m losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import. I heard that you have a white label of every seminal Detroit techno hit – 1985, ’86, ’87. I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good ’60s cut and another box set from the ’70s.
I hear you’re buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your computer out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitars and bought turntables.
I hear that you and your band have sold your turntables and bought guitars.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records? This Heat, Pere Ubu, Outsiders, Nation of Ulysses, Mars, The Trojans, The Black Dice, Todd Terry, the Germs, Section 25, Althea and Donna, Sexual Harrassment, a-ha, Pere Ubu, Dorothy Ashby, PIL, the Fania All-Stars, the Bar-Kays, the Human League, the Normal, Lou Reed, Scott Walker, Monks, Niagra,
Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc,
Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel, Soulsonic Force (“just hit me”!), Juan Atkins, David Axelrod, Electric Prunes, Gil! Scott! Heron!, the Slits, Faust, Mantronix, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Swans, the Soft Cell, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
January 13 – January 29 2012
Opening reception: Friday, January 13 2012, 8:00 -11:00pm
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: Known Gallery is excited to start off this year with “Last Year”, a show of new works by Sage Vaughn and a very special guest. This will be Sage’s first solo exhibition at Known Gallery, featuring new large-scale woven editions based on paintings and collages from his ongoing ENVELOPE SERIES. Contrasting the nonchalant qualities of collage making and the painstaking exactness of woven tapestry, this work becomes part of an experiment in making art that can exist both off and outside the gallery walls.
Sage has been working with collage for the past four years and attributes the passion to friends Jason Dill and Dash Snow who introduced him to the medium. “I enjoy sorting through vintage magazines and culling imagery to illustrate themes in my work. The printing processes used back then are so pleasing to the eye. Everything was hand created. No Photoshop.”
Selected works from the ENVELOPE SERIES will also be on display. The series, consisting of both small paintings as well as cut and reassembled imagery on manila envelopes, serves as an intimate window to the artist’s creative process. “They’ve taken the place of sketchbooks in my practice. I have them all over the studio so I can constantly make things while I make things.” Numbering in the hundreds, Sage has been working on the ENVELOPE SERIES since 2007.
When asked about the inspiration behind this unique medium of woven artwork, Sage explains, “I love looking at tapestries, rugs and textiles. The richness of the color and the texture are so intricate. I would spend all my money on them if I could.” Sage further discusses “When I was a child, my grandmother told me a story about when she was a young recently divorced woman; she and her sister were on a quest, driving through New Mexico, trying to purchase a genuine Navajo rug from an actual Navajo Indian. She ended up at a general store, which sold Native American crafts.” When his grandmother asked the owner how to purchase goods directly from the Navajo Indians, the disappointing response was, “The way it works is you buy it from us, not from the Navajo.” “It took her a week of driving down endless desert roads until she finally met an old Indian woman who sold her a beautiful piece that she still has in her home out in the Valley.”
LBJ holding a toddler Indian, Dr. Phil as a spiritual guru and a Native Indian teaching a Caucasian boy how to take aim with a bow and arrow are just some examples of Sage’s social commentary via satire. “I think most good art has an element of humor within it to help us laugh at the human condition.” Imagery of foxes, birds, and Indians also echo Sage’s obsession with the line between wilderness and civilization.
Sage Vaughn (b. 1976 Jackson, OR) lives and works in Los Angeles. For the past seven years, Sage’s work has been exhibited at fine art galleries around the world including Lazarides, London, Galerie Bertrand & Gruner, Geneva, Art Agents Gallery, Hamburg, The Dactyl Foundation for the Arts and Humanities, New York, Corey Helford, Culver City, Richard Heller, Los Angeles, and FIFTY24SF, San Francisco.
Matuse Family Member, Luke Rife, nabbed some big barrels the first morning of the big swell. Luke paddled out with Scott Mahoney in pounding shorebreak with no one in sight to grab these shots.