New Video. Mountain Bike trip up to Copper Harbor, MI.
Fantastic mountain bike trip up to the UP, boys.
I took this off the dock at my cabin around 9:00 PM….it wasn’t pitch black but it was a dark blue outside. Anyways set the camera to a 30 sec exposure and this happened. No photoshop at all. I think I grabbed most of the light from the moon far off to my left outta the frame. I dig the colors in this.
Hanging out by lake superior.
Some pretty cool light house things.
spooker
the shop
Holy shit! This stuff is so cool…again, Nathalie Stämpfli. I just stumbled upon her portfolio via designspiration.
http://www.nathaliestaempfli.com/index.php?/project/feeling-time/
WHAT!?
Found this on Nathalie Stämpfli’s portfolio. Idk why this is so cool to me.
http://www.nathaliestaempfli.com/index.php?/graduation/soap-flakes/
Tumblin’ Terry
I never write on here. If I do it isn’t typical blogging like “today I went to the grocery store and bought CORN!”. However I am making an exception today and writing about my life, and now that you are reading this you are forced to pretend to care through your computer.
The week of May 14th-18th has been a doozie or doozay for my northern brethren.
1. (Tuesday). In the words of Stevie Wonder, “Signed, Sealed, Delivered”. Aka I signed my lease for uptown livin’. 33rd n Humbolt. Come throw pebbles at my winda.
2. (Wednesday) Received job offer from MSP Custom Content. Big ol’ pay raise n all that stuff that eats your soul but makes you happy :) Im PUMPED. My boss is a nut and seems legit/funny. They do all the design for Minneapolis St. Paul magazine, Twin Cities Business, IBM, General Mills, Delta Airlines (sky magazine), Macy’s, AND The American Taekwondo Association which I think is pretty damn cerl.
3. (Thursday) 18 mile single track loop at Elm Creek with my boy Pete.
4. (Friday) It is currently sunny as an egg and hott as sum sauce in the Twin Cities. We pushing 90 degrees of love. The birds are whistling, the lakes are glimmering, the people are looking reaaaal nice. THIS is why people live here. We wait for the garden of eden to bloom. It makes all things better. ‘Sota for the soul, people.
See ya out there,
Marksy
