The birth of a surfing nation…

Witnessing the birth and rapid emergence of surfing in Iran over these last years, especially on the beach of Ramin, has shown me how surfing can be a unique lens

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Tracing invisible lines

Ireland’s surf film festival, Shore Shots, was a turning point in a lot of ways. The organisers chased hard to secure the big-wave surfing documentary, The Wave I Ride, filmed

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Awakened by the Cold

As cold-waters surfers, what attracts us to those hard edges and wild elements? For me, I feel cold water is the ultimate leveller. It strips us of all our pretence,

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Soaring and grounding – A dynamic dance

This post is a personal reflection and attempt to distill some of the essence and impact of an incredible 6 month journey as a participant in THNK’s Creative Leadersip programme.

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Lines

Black lines, nature’s brush strokes across the heaving, breathing skin of the earth.

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Tua Nua

Between the ocean and the rock a fire burns, fuelled by the bones of the land… All I need. Stone, sea, sun, wind, undeterminedness; these elements are anchors for your

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New Shoes

Someplace new, someplace wild, walking on the edge and facing east. Trying out these ‘new shoes’ for size, they’re fitting better than I thought… A dance at dark will put

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The sea is calling

Last night there was the most stunning sunset over one of the most special places in the world. The sea was molten, the surfers coming out of the water glowed

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The Good Life

At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: “I have to go to work – as a human being. What do I have to complain of,

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