ROACH APPROACH from Rhythm Livin on Vimeo.

Harrison Roach and Nicholas Chalmers teamed up on a recent trip to Bali /

This fun edit was put together from just two surfs /

Harrison is riding a killer looking channel bottom single fin shaped by Neal Purchase Jnr /

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artpark and friend of the family, nic chalmers, recently set up this installation for the co-op /

nic has a radical mind has rapidly been expanding his presence throughout the artistic realm of australia /

see more of the calcio babbo installation here and check out the behind the scenes teaser video below /

Calcio Babbo – by Nicholas Chalmers from Nick Chalmers on Vimeo.

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+THE SEA OF POSSIBILITY+ JACK LYNCH from Nicholas Damen on Vimeo.

The Sea of Possibility.

I fly in on the last flight to the Island Tasmania, that heart shape landmass that if drawn incorrectly in primary school just made your map of Australia look really average. Its cold, 6 degrees cold, for me that is pretty cold, for girls hitting downtown Hobart though, it appeared that it wasn’t too chilly at all.

We trek down a beaten dirt farm track, as we break the hill the sea comes into view. It’s a point swell. Job on, the water is cold, feet numbing cold. The locals are welcoming; don’t know how they strip down on the rocks in the cold though.

Still undecided if Tasmanians have Internet, refreshingly though, no one knows that Reynolds has a new neck beard out this season. There are no neck beards here, just full beards on Men, Men that withstand the cold, year in year out to surf the Point Swells. No Loggers either with trailing bat tails, but in there place on the Points a surprising number of bodyboarders.

The swell lasted a day. A venture through a leech-infested Tasmanian National Park the following day provided no more possibilities for another surf. So my time was up on the apple isle, an early flight out the next morning brought my impromptu surf mission to an end. I came to the conclusion that Tasmania holds a sea of possibility and I will be returning, perhaps in the summer time.

Jack Lynch //