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Amongst the jagged peaks of B.C., hidden by a dense smothering of Canadian Pines, there is an uncommon freedom, a sense of being alone in Mother Nature’s savage embrace. Big, empty, frozen and unforgiving. We are paparazzi in the presence of snowboarding’s Mafia, a meeting of the Dons. It is quickly understood why these mountain folk, raised by ice, wind and fire are some of the most humble humans I have had the pleasure of being surrounded by.
Byron Bay has become the pop-up home of the Nuevo trendy, an aquatic Mecca for the hip. Rastovich has been embedded in these parts for the majority of his alternate life. Would it be fair to assume his holistic vibe and truly spiritual presence is a source of inspiration for this movement? Home grown, hand built and self-sufficient, spend some time with this soul and you’ll quickly realize Rasta is as honest and humble as humanly possible.
Observing Ozzie in his natural environment brings a strangely inspired calm. We arrived at his Northern Beaches hideout after a few moons full of booze. Drunk, disheveled and in despair. Fun shreds and the magnetic company of Ozzie, Mylee and Rocky, seem to sooth our souls and mend our hearts. Corrupted humans sheltered by Ozzie’s “Anti Bad Vibes Shield”.
Black ink bleeds deepest into ivory emptiness, creating a message void of noise or color. Between polar opposites there is no compromise, false, ruse or lies. We stain paper, film and unify pixels, creating timeless imagery, capturing honest, candid moments true to our ambassador’s stories and retold in their simplest forms.