My sister Jackie, cousins Jesse and Sam in Hawaii

Just came across these photos of my sister and cousins visiting me this summer.
We all fit into my small studio apartment and somehow never had a problem.
they slept on my floor on fold out mat beds. Good times.

Mahalo means Thank you in Hawaiian

Mahalo to my Big Blood Brother Bob who taught me how to be STRONG than most.
Mahalo to my Brother James Lynch who taught me how to have an insatiable appetite for life and dope information.
Mahalo to my Brother Mike Vargas who taught me how to meet ladies.
Mahalo to my Brother Noah Todd who taught me how to get tech with computer graphics and organize my dolla billz.
Mahalo to my HomeGirl Marisa who taught me how to eat FRESH!
Mahalo to my BrothaMan Eric LIndveit who taught me everything I know about working with wood and how to use a tape measure to the 1/32nd.... and how to make shit TITS...and for teaching me the concept of being Hyper Aware especially when using deadly machines like a table saw.
Mahalo to my Brother Ethan Lau and Christian Hosoi who taught me how to skate with style, Power, and Breath.
Mahalo to my Man Zach who is currently teaching me how to organize my time and incoming information.
Mahalo to my Mom Carol for Being the Best Loving Generous Mom and teaching me how to be good.
I can keep going.
But I'll save it for later.
ALOHA YALL.
Signing off
-MANNY SKATE DA SURFA ARTIST
P.S.
the photo I posted is a the cover illustration I did for
this weeks Honolulu Weekly Newspaper....
which is like NYC's Village Voice.
I'm stoked to see my drawing all over the city and island.

JAMES AND NOAH,

Click on the photos. It enlarges them.
The wave photo is a small day on the North Shore near Banzai Pipeline. This is 2ft. on the Hawaiian wave height scale.



Todays blog goes out to my two brothers James and Noah not just becuase they are the only two people who read my blog at this point, but because these two guys make me feel good. I am stoked and proud to have them as best friends.
I've known James since I was 4 years old, and Noah since 11 or 12. They are both super talented and are my role models, counselors, therapists, and two of my closest friends.

Dear James and Noah,
I am happy to say that at the moment I am actually happy. I like my job, my chick and I are getting along, I am skating, surfing, and creating... and can't remember the last time I was an emotional wreck.

I am currently working at the Honoolulu Weekly newspaper and learning a lot.
The Weekly is like the Village Voice of Honolulu.

Two weeks ago I did my first cover illustration for their smaller sister paper, "The Hawaiian Island Journal" (a paper for the Big Island) which is the photo I put up.

and I just did the Weekly's cover this week. It comes out in two days. I'll post it as soon as it come out.
It will be the most my artwork was ever reproduced.

What else....?

Next month I am pretty positive I will be the featured artist in the local surf magazine "Free Surf"

I'll send you guys a copy when it comes out.
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The place I used to skate with James and Noah in 1985 and 86 was a place we called "The Courts"
A group of 3 tennis courts, a basket ball court, and one racket ball wall with court.
We skated there from junior high into high school.

We would rush down there everyday after school to skate jump ramps that we built.... we couldn't wait.
The skate to this spot was all down hill and was fun too. The uphill walk back home was time to reflect on how much fun we just had or what we just learned or what we wanted to learn.
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I got a few surf and skate spots that are my todays "Courts"... that I am always so stoked and anxious to get busy at...
and I think of you both every time because it is the same feeling as back then.

With the good eventually comes the bad.
that aint right now though... so I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

Shout out to James and Noah
Singning off.
Manny Skate Da Surfa Artist

SURF THOUGHTS

I'm sure everyone in living in Honolulu Hawaii has their romantic story of the best sunset or love moment... I sure as hell do... intimate surf moments when I got sexual with waves. Memories always have a tendency to be emotionally magnified.

There is my favorite surf spot on the south side of oahu called... well i'm not going to tell you the name of the spot directly, but lets just say its name means "to kill yourself" and most people call it" Sooeez. Well at this surf spot I hands down get the longest rides, best lip cracks, and cut backs with ease. This is also the spot that I have heard of the most shark sightings... dorsal fin sitings that is.

The name of the spot right next to it means "the place where people are buried". Sorry I really don't want to ruin my favorite spots, but I'm pretty much telling you. If you can't figure it out you aint sherlock holmes enough. At this "cousin' spot" we call the sauce you put on mash potatoes, "Gravies", about a hunderd yards away, from "Sooeez" my good friend Ethan who is a super stylish surfer and skater... probably the most stylish on the island of oahu...
this ill and noble friend of mine saw a shark behind me as I heard it thrash a splash.

Back to Sooeez though this wave is a sexy young lady with boomin' curves.
She's got Mouth watering juice. My magic moments at "Sooeez" are dropping in on a set wave... about a 10 ft face, ... that's 3 ft Hawaiian scale and just riding it and carving it all calm...another time getting barrelled on a mini head high wave. but the best moment I remember was doing a solid floater and the lip breaking sending me back down the face even faster than I was already going..

Plus all my favorite friends surf these two spots.
its like a party out there...
better than a barbeque because no one's gotta clean up.

Aloha Everyone.
Signing off.
Manny Skate DA Surfa Artist.
BREWSKI SKRIPTURES

Skate Memory

I had fun learning lookup judo airs after Hosoi from Street Style in Tempe.
Learned them in my friend Mike's drive way
when I was in 8th grade.
Maybe 1986 or 87
He had a rad street ramp

I don't know what feels better.
Tucking hard tryin' to go 50 down a hill
in the lead racing your friends
or doing a frontside smith in a deep end charging as fast as can.

Its late.
I'm feelin' romantic.

carving a bigger wave than self with finesse...
that feels good too.

hot damn.
GoodNight.
10/01/07
Manny Skate Da Surfa Artist