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, I want to be just like them.