INDI∆N SUMMER

October has always been the best month of the year.
I take photos sometimes.
+++A collection of photographs from my archives, current projects, and life. Posting infrequently+++
October has always been the best month of the year.
3rd annual LA Folk Fest at Zorthian Ranch. Zorthian Ranch was built by artist Jirayr Zorthian in 1954. The place is rad, whenever I end up buying a house and property it will probably look something like this.
Went to shoot a wedding, it was hot as shit(photos soon). Had a pretty girl by the name of Nicole fly out to meet me and decided to stay two nights at the Ace. Lucky for me my friend Derek Despain and his girlfriend Jen, showed up and we had a grand 'ol time. Be sure to check out Derek's site for bikes he makes and Jen runs a sweet fashion blog.
It's been a while. Not due to lack of material but you gotta do something to pay the bills and things like this get sidelined.
I spent almost the whole month of June on the road. Started June 1st, got in a Eurovan with 4 very good friends I've known for years and we were off to Bonnaroo in Manchester, TN. Holy shit that was a lot of driving. I was hoping to have some more time to explore as I've never driven cross country before but it was an amazing experience nonetheless. Had a good night in Austin, TX. Two days in New Orleans with an old friend then finally made it to Manchester for the music festival.
Bonnaroo was magical, the vibe was amazing and the people were rad. A friend from Reno met up with us once we were out there so we had a solid little crew away from our west coast sanctuary. Saw some amazing acts, expanded some minds and fell for a girl. All in all it was a great trip. I then had to depart from our crew the day after the festival to fly to Munich, Germany for work. With no real shower in the past week a jug of water and a bar of soap in an open field would have to suffice for my next 24 hours of travel....I wished them well and we parted ways in Nashville, felt a little guilty about leaving them all to drive back alone but my travel schedule wasn't looking that rad either.
Made it to Munich, lost bags, raining, in shorts and a tank and had 1.5 to walk to the apt. Typical. The next two weeks were spent driving around Austria to the factories where we produce our skis. Lots of work to be done and lots of beer to be drank (in the evening of course).
Some Holgas from the past month or so, I realized I broke the shutter on my new one only a couple days into the trip so I hope you like blurry colors as much as I do, and if you are still reading this good for you.
Went to weekend 1. Had entirely too much fun. Built a grown up fort. No parents. No rules! Ya!