Painted en plein air at the world-famous Banzai Pipeline on the North Shore of O'ahu while I sipped on $1.89 can of semi-cold Asahi– though in my mind I was laying strokes in between dainty gulps of chilled champagne and noshing on caviar because clearly, I was living the life. I hope the person this eventually belongs to feels the energy the waves and the amazing humans that rode them emitted and the gratitude I felt for just being a happy observer.
I painted this immediately after a beautiful, grey, glassy/oilly, headhigh session at Silver's (or Silva's). It was the most lefts I ever surfed in one session on the North Shore because though I'm goofy in real-life, I'm a regular in surf-life. I always wondered why that spot was called Silver's until that day when I noticed that most of the regulars were older men with greying hair. Don't get me wrong, they were badass old men with silver hair or no hair at all. And when I grow up..