TAHITI Photos....

Let's start this off with Mr. Morgan. International man of mystery. He was the photog for this trip. His mind is slightly bizarre, and that's why we're friends.

And then there was Scott, the international man of filming. What a talented individual. Surprisingly comfortable in front of the lens as well.

The Girls, with Paige and Courtney missing... 

The first day. Moorea Island. Before I hit the reef. Photos of that later.

5 o'clock sunrise heading to Moorea another day.                   Sunset off Moorea same day.

WHALE! First day we swam arm distance from a humpback whale and her baby. SOOO SICK!

Teahupoo. The motherload. Such a nuts wave even when it's small. Felicity Palmateer was charging on this trip. I don't know who's in this shot though...

The view from Mami's and Papi's at Teahupoo. They were some of the kindest people I've ever met. Wish I took a photo of them, don't know what I was thinking. Stupid. Anyway, best trip I've ever taken. Thanks Billabong!!!

My Friend Morgan

This is my friend Morgan's photography. 

Mindblowing. 

Enjoy.

Nole on alaia. Yew!

Mario Kart Love Song

Oh my god, this is the sweetest thing I have ever heard. Listen to the lyrics.

SAN FRANSISCO!!!

So this weekend, me and my friends Bo and Shaye took a roadtrip up to San Fransisco to this music festival called Treasure Island. It was really rad. I had a milkshake on the way there, and on the way back, I had a sundae from McDonalds, a choco covered icecream cone from Dairy Queen, and another shake from In n Out. I don't have a problem, no seriously. I do. Anyway, we got to see Dead Mau5, Miike Snow, Phantogram, and LCD Soundsystem. It was SICK!!! 

I need help.

And there was a legit rainbow.

Photo.

.Coachella.

.Mexico.

.Birthday.

.xoxo.

Drinking Out of Cups

Some of my words

Here's some poetry I wrote a bit back. Enjoi.

May 10, 2009

The stitches of society

are starting to unfold

the story of our history

that was never told

the consciousness that bleeds the truth

is more tangible to hold

and once we realize

what we've sacrificed

to materialize what

we call "civilized"

our souls already sold

we've planted poisons deeper

than roots can ever reach

poaching and enroaching

on the promise land we seek

from crystal trickles of a stream

departing from its creek

to a dried up land

parched and cold

translations to the bleak

carcasses of fantasies

of far off lands that used to be

with creatures but the size of moons

that lain beneath the sea

i close my eyes to fantasize

of when it used to rain

and when we finally realize

the impact of our stain

the life of earth

that we have drained

and what were we to gain?

but a nickel and a long lost world

for future generations to endure the pain

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Hello. My Name is Catherine Clark. This is my blog, you can follow it if you like. I'm going to show you a bit of my mind, so be ready, cause it gets pretty damn weird sometimes.