May 29, 2016

1970's California Cool: roller skates, crochet bikinis, tube socks

I spent a ridiculous amount of time on the internet today, trying to fix my domain redirect.  What a suck of energy.  And our energy is so precious!  What a waste.  So after that mess, I started cleaning off my desktop, and found these lovely shots.  They bring me back to Summers of the 70's.  I was all spindly awkward pre-teen legs and arms at this time, but I was trying to look like one of them.  In their natural beauty, with their sexy little crochet bikinis, and 70's style.  Roller skating never looked so fun.

Back to the Sun, and some fun.  

May 22, 2016


You cannot take a breath in the past nor can you take a breath in the future. Therefore, when you focus on a single exchange of inhaling and exhaling, you connect to the most important moment in your life, the one that is happening right now. The present moment. We have no influence over any other moment. Those behind us are memories. Those before us are guesses. Learn to focus on your breath, and you develop the power to simplify your life in a given moment and choose your conscious place in it.

~ Rebecca Pacheco

May 21, 2016

1970's California Dreamin'

My first skateboard was a small wooden one, which I painted green with an outline of my foot inspired by the hang-ten logo.  The wheels were super fat, not like the clay ones my brother's first board.   I loved that skateboard, and rode it to school, and afterwards rode with my friends around the new developments coming up surrounding the canyons.  This was '75, Rolling Hills Estates, California and I was only about 9 or 10, so I wasn't the cool girl on a skateboard like the girl in the photo above. She was the one I was trying to emulate.  In fact she reminds me of the recess aides, who wore halter tops, wide leg wrap-around pants, puka shells with sun-kissed hair, and a deep tans.

What I didn't know was that while I was up in the hills in the sweet shade of Eucalyptus trees, riding with the girls, carefree and without a worry in the world, there was a whole subculture going on skating down by the Beaches and the valley, taking advantage of California's 1970's drought and empty swimming pools. I'd read about this some time later.

During this time, the photographer Hugh Holland, documented this time beautifully in his album, Locals Only:  California Skateboarding 1975-1978.  His photos capture this moment in time perfectly.  It brings back that feeling, the smell and feel of sun, draught, Eucalyptus and innocence.