in my headpones: emergency!

while i have chosen thursdays as my arbitrary day to post music, i can't help myself today. this is a m*thaf*ckin' emergency. my number one stunna is out of prison and better than ever. all i wanted for christmas was some new weezy and mama's got a big shiny new toy (that bumps like whoa). his new track - 6 foot 7 foot - is b.o.m.b. better than the strongest egg nog i've ever had, and that's hard to beat.

click here to listen: merry thug christmas, everyone!

bringing back the double dream hands

it's finally friday! (was this week long for anyone else?) if you're one of my friends, you're probably somewhat of a delinquent. if you're somewhat of a delinquent, you're probably one to hit the club on a friday night. and you could probably use some fresh dance moves. my gift to you.

happy clubbing, everyone.

in my headphones: Ida Maria

i LOVE this girl. she's got spunk, energy, and a freakin' fantastic voice. love how her voice gets all strained and raspy in Oh My God. i think even Janis would respect this shit.

oregon, washington, and canada: 3000 miles, 13 days

ok, ok. i've totally been slacking off on my blog thing. in my defense, i was traveling. so my next post is brought to you by the Pacific Northwest. and also Canada, which was nice enough to let me in without my passport.

nudity: it happens 'round these parts

avenue of the giants

enormous sand dunes on the oregon coast

of course i had to play in the sand

they were soooo big!

really cool pattern in the sand. footprints disappear in minutes!

early oregon morning

sometimes, you can see the edge of the world

this says dr. seuss to me

astoria, or - that's washington across the water

great sign. just great.

where buoys go to die

a boat ramp at lake crescent. the water is shockingly beautiful.

more lake crescent. this was essentially my bathtub 2 days in a row

you can see the roots from all the big trees!

it looks tropical but it was really really cold.

camping on shi shi beach, washington. no one around for miles

point of the arches at sunset

my little fire

so pretty! and dark.

can see where this whole purple mountains majesty thing came from

this dog looks damn sharp in this hummer

biking around vancouver

i love out of context signage

kiwi berries from the vancouver farmers market. they look like kiwi on the inside!

haha dramatic chipmunk bags

poutine. we had to. it's so so so so good.

a view of the san juan islands while chowing down on oysters

sunset in the middle of nowhere

tea and dumplings in the chinese gardens, portland

vats at domaine drouhin vineyard in willamette valley, oregon

a view of the willamette wine valley

volcanic hot spring pools near crater lake, oregon

in my headphones: flight facilities - crave you feat. giselle

obsession.
got me finger-snappin and shimmying big time.

Wet Paint

my new painting studio

um, it's called a wash, apparently

mm hmm

a little cerulean ink

and of course a pbr or two

The Tony-B Machine

The Tony-B Machine, Version 2

It has recently come to my attention that not everyone knows what the Tony-B machine is. I need to fix this.

At my first job as an advertising executive (yes, thats right...miss executive to you), I caught my boss messing around with this thing. It wasn't hard to catch him - after all, this tony-b machine does produce NOISE. Well anyways, he showed me what he was up to - hitting all these buttons on this online app, makes all these different techno sounds, and viola! it's kind of like you're a DJ for a crowd who takes a love of repetition to a whole new level. But I'll be damned if I didn't go straight back to my desk, put headphones on, and start rocking out. Truth be told, I will still put my noise cancelings on at work and do this when I'm tired of arguing with attorneys.

There used to be only one of these "machines" and now there are three. I like 2 the best. It's pretty rudimentary but if you get good at it, you'll surprise yourself with a killer drop or loop or some other dj lingo blah blah. You can even record it and put it to a YouTube video and get famous for like 35 seconds so let the sparks fly - http://www.tony-b.org/.

Keep on rockin' me baby.

Ciara: yea of COURSE they love the way you ride it

My roommates showed me this video and I seriously am in so much awe of these dancing skills. Like she can probably do a wall sit for 36 hours with those thighs. Good. God. 

no one could die for you: the making of

Yo, another Monday in the works. You know you don't want to open that corporate email just yet. You're still thinking about that chick at the club on Saturday, or how many fewer tequila shots you'll take next time. Doesn't sound like you're ready work. Well here's something you can do instead.


I just finished a painting called "no one could die for you." I filmed every second of progress and my roommate and best bud, K.Flay, made this great video out of it. Thanks for your awesome support always. Hope you guys enjoy this.

For my ladies: Isabel Allende tells tales of women and passion

Ladies, it's been a while since I've seen this video but it came to mind recently and I wanted to share it with you. Isabel Allende, author of The House of the Spirits, talks about the importance of women in this TED talk from 2007. She's right - we have a lot of work to do in changing the position of women all over the world. But if we keep "feminism" in mind, in even the smallest things we do, well, I think that's a pretty good start. 




"The poorest and most backward societies are always those that put women down.Yet this obvious truth is ignored by governments,and also by philanthropy. For every dollar given to a women's program, 20 dollars are given to men's programs. Women are 51 percent of humankind.Empowering them will change everything -- more than technology and design and entertainment. I can promise you that women working together --linked, informed and educated -- can bring peace and prosperity to this forsaken planet. In any war today, most of the casualties are civilians, mainly women and children. They are collateral damage.Men run the world, and look at the mess we have."

WoMan About Town

Cows on a truck - crazy.

Saw this on the corner. Described a feeling I had recently too well.

We're moving soon. I will miss my window.

Cuban Graffiti: Not Just a Pretty Picture

Never, ever underestimate the power of graffiti. I'm not talking graffiti like writing your "tag" all over the Muni windows - kids, cut that shit out. I'm talking about graffiti that sends a loud and clear message. A message of worth and significance. America is completely littered with free speech (I'm not complaining here), so maybe it's a little hard to care about what's written on our streets. But when you take a look at a place like Cuba, where voices of rebellion are kept silent, graffiti has a lot more room to make noise.

Take this piece for example:



I fell in love with this. The symbolism is obvious and the message is clever, clear, and frankly, pretty freaking beautiful. I’m thinking the character is a dictator, and the upward red arrow symbolizes communism, contrary to the wishes of the citizens or the rest of the world, represented by the black arrows. If this doesn’t represent the spirit of revolutionaries, I don’t know what does. What an awesome representation of the Cuban predicament.

And there truly is a battle on the walls of Havana’s streets.



Fidel Castro’s quotes about the Revolution are everywhere. This one: “The moral of the Revolution is as high as the stars.” Poems, slogans, propaganda easier to spot than not. Walls, billboards, and posters scream the ideals of communism, but it’s good to know that Cuban citizens, armed with some spray paint and courage, can still get out there and fight fire with fire.

Graffiti is so different from other art forms - anyone can do it! You don't need fancy equipment, a following, or a gallery behind you. You need an overpass, a building wall, a piece of concrete, some good old nighttime darkness, and anything that will leave a mark. There's hardly a barrier to entry, and most of the materials are already there. Graffiti evens the playing field - a citizen and the highest government official are equaled. Keep fighting the good fight, Cuba.