Da Wabitts George…

Ramp in East Amsterdam.  Gnar gnar…

Lili…

Whoa…

Little girl picking up beer cups. For every 50 she was given a BEER! There were swarms of wasted 7 year olds running around this music festival.

Ummm yeah. Break DANCE!!!

YEah basically.

Puuuuuuuuuuuuussshhhh!!!

Aaaaaaargh…

Totally bro.

That was a wierd night…

Look at little smiley in the back… way to keep the mood happy.

Yeah, you know it.

See you sooooooooooon… I’ll be back in SF tommorrow.

And all the good photos from this post were taken by Lili. The sucky ones were mine.

Peace out doggy…

Goodbye dinner at Club 11. Scott got some pretty classy farewell gifts…

Hakan’s game face.

It was a well documented function.

French people.

There was some pretty gnarly photos in that “gift”.

Random dog fight in front of the Belgium Bar the next day. Holland is pretty third world.

Remote controlled Fart machine.

This dude is named Sleepy. He’s a Brazilian stoner metal head. Awesome.

Julian!

Thai food in the red light with Max from Patta and Julian from Wolf and Pack…

Julian having a moment.

I swear I’m not a tourist! But these were pretty much irresistible.

Wow. Can’t really wear these here but my Amsterdam Tshirt game is going to be pretty tough back in SF.

Utrecht, Rotterdam, Squats, and StreetLab

So we went to Utrecht to go see the Central Utrecht Museum and the Dick Bruna Museum.

This is where it gets wierd…

Bearbrick?

So after all that stuff we went to Street Lab which is kinda like Amsterdam Fashion week.

DERELS.They had Sneaker Pimps there. Wierd.

Party flicks…

Some of the displays for the lines were pretty radical.

Me, Scott, Joy and Hakan went to Rotterdam for a Deathbox Skateboards art show amongst other things…

I got real tired of Hakan’s shenanigans. That taught him his lesson.

Best sign ever.

Rainbow dookie.

Hippy van.

Hippies in the van. They’re swedish. Go figure.

Deathbox show.

Ran into Joe Brooke!! San Francisco to Rotterdam!!

Their graphics killllllllllll it….

Pretty awesome floor of the gallery…

Hunky?

Apparently someone didn’t like the hunky staff…

Off to this Flyer Show…

Major dance party. We’ll post the video soon…

Sweet moves..

Tons of fliers. All organized by color. Looked really good.

French fries…

Really nice skatepark right in the middle of town.

Hakan jumping a really big planter.

16 to buy beer. 18 to buy shots. 12 to buy magic mushrooms.

Michiel from www.antistrot.com Remember the alf mural? That was his collective. They’re really good.

Can’t fight the feeling! I think she was on a lot of MDMA. She wouldn’t stop rubbing me.

But then again… no one will ever know.

Blow out the candles on your beer cake!

Taking a spinny break…

Augusta in some stunnerzzzz…

This band SUCKED.

We found a tumor on Hakan’s arm.

I decided it was my duty to remove it.

Followed by a therapeutic session of spoons.

This dude is the Polish Western Edition distributor. Notice the tee… small world again and again and again.

A really bad picture of three babes. Some photographer I am.

OK so then we went to the most amazing squat ever to end the evening. It was an old school. They had DSL.

Living room numero uno. She had about three others.

This was an old classroom.

Time to fight. Sort of.

Margarita. It was her place.

Part of her stop motion animation studio that was also in this giant place.

Putting green in the works. Not ready for competitive play quite yet.

Margarita’s room. This place was SOOOO big.

Part of her video studio.

Characters for stop motion projects…

Guest room and sewing studio. This was all her place. And her rent was 160 euro. What the…

Scary.

This was the room where she dried her clothes. This is how much space she had… a drying room.

Another living room. Yeah, another.

JFK? in a yet another room. Im sooo jealous.

That room was a little haunted. If this building was in SF it would overrun by crackheads. For real.

Ghettoest burger king display ever.

Then we went back to fashion week. This dude was killing it.

Ski bikes.

Poppin a squat.

FRRREEEEEEEDDDDDDDOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!

Bike jousting. How appropriate after a braveheart cameo.

Whuddup CHAZ!!! Chaz of London Police…

Haze.

And more HAZE. Holy shit.

Word.

Live computery music.

Big ass dinner with the homies from Paris and Amsterdam. Clash of titans.

This party was basically the craziest shit ever. Videos to follow. This was the HYPHIEST party ever. Gee Oh Dee.

And you don’t stop.

Left the fiesta with eyes googlier than these.

This weekend was sorta like this…

mostly this one…

Mitch Epstein Show… and some other stuff…

This was the best piece in the show…

More skatepark funtimes…

Forgot to post this with the McFedridge show. He was selling this for like two hundred bucks! What a steal.

Boat.

This was Man Like Me from London. They were aweeesome. Check the dudes fez. Hot.

Three D glasses.

Ping Pong at Strawberry Frog.

Poster at Strawberry Frog. Sweet.

Yeah. And his grill is blingin.

Had a job interview here. We’ll see what happens…

Ok now for the Mitch Epstein show at Foam. These photos were pretty epic.

Reflections off the glass suck.

Dammit! Flash sometimes I hate you…

Forget to post these…

Look at this crazy ass building.

drawing.

There aren’t pidgeons here. Only Teradactyls.

Surfs UP! Rad show at the Stedwyk. Not sure if that’s how you spell it.  Kinda spaced on flicks of this show. But it was rad.

This show was at de Appel Gallery. Jonathan Meese. If you don’t know this dude, do yourself a favor and check his work out. So good.

Shades in the gallery.

Photos are kinda dark. Gallery was kinda dark. Why the hell was I wearing shades?

Crazy stuff….

Store Visits and stuff…

This is my homie Julian’s shop. Its got clothes and a little gallery space.

Sticker Wall.

Art space upstairs, clothes n stuff downstairs.

Abner has some work up there right now. “Far from the Bay”. That’s how I feel!

Drawrings.

Julian hard at work.

Squats across the street from the shop.

Abner bean bagging it outside.

Barcelona homie.

No Pooing? Nordinic Pizza? Nasal Pickle? Normal Person? Ninja Prison? Nickle Penis?

This is Benny. Behind him is his store Ben G. Upstairs is Patta. Me and Benny met in NY before I arrived in Amsterdam.

Ben G’s sticker wall…

This is a small part of this shop 90 square Meters. The dude who runs this spot (spaced on his name) has a pretty nice collection of bikes. They carry Delphi!! Nice one.

This is this wierd utopian island community. Its right near 90sqM.

Badshit, Nihlist, and Minds

westerpark…kinda like DP but no hippy babes and fixies…Hakan killed Nate with a gross ass fart, so I went to Bitterzoet where BadShit! and Nihlist we’re playing for the Amstersdam Am skate thing opening…

We were 86ed the previous night, I got lucky the bouncer was some new dueschh..

Euro pit,.mad broken glass on the floor..

Nihlist, San Diego.

For Life.

I got hella bloodied up in the pit, so I had to bounce..

Craig from WK, Lina, Hakan…awkard silence..

Sharpie time…

Sometimes I get the crazy eye if I don’t eat any dinner..

Im going… going… back… back… to PARIS!!!

So here’s a quick overview of Leslie’s opening. Kinda spaced on taking photos but there are definitely some good ones.

Forgot to take a lot of photos of the work. She made all these cardboard thangs.

Crowd outside early on. Reminded me a lot of SF openings. Hell of tall cans outside.

Leslie and Benji drankin.

Me and Leslie DJed. Her shirt is pretty much how the night was going.

Rachel was on a hot date… How’d that end up anyways? Wink wink…

Leslie and Patrick. He introduced himself by saying “I hate Americans”. He was awesome.

Playing E40 and Black Flag at an opening in Paris was pretty much the SHIT.

Holding it down.

BENJI!!!

Raquel! She actually is from the wessssside. Marin to be exact.

Upsidedown Crosses….

Thank god we were awake… wait for it… wait for it…

I guess he almost avoided confrontation…

censored for the good of humanity.

MORE GNAR!!!

Another favorite hangout spot.

Get jaazzzzzzzzyyy… nice hand tat dawg…

If Toma’s gonna cut his hand wide open, well DAMMIT SO AM I!

Check the boots hanging from the rafters! Oi oi oi!

Charlotte. Artist. Babe.

This is in the middle of the hooker area. Eat your veggies.

Your mom made a chameo.

Definitely about to crash.

Rims stay blingin son.

Aussie Aussie Aussie! Oi Oi Oi!

Lichtenstein squat. Awesome.

Popo alert.

Lili alert.

Ness from Wydan Kennedy.

Um… this is a real dutch product. I think I need to stop taking them.

Scott might need to stop taking them too.

Oh by the way, this is the night that me and scott got 86ed from the Bitterzoet. Long story. But it ended with me getting punched really hard in the head by the bouncer.

Amsterdam’s very own cobrasnake…

Bad Shit and Nihilist played the next night but I couldn’t go due to the 86. Boooo… Scott should be posting some of those flicks (he snuck in) and photos from the Amsterdam Dam Am contest pretty soon…

Here’s a little preview…

Ok more to come soon… later.