‘Between Worlds’ chronicles a unique collaboration between two renowned artists: Andrés Amador, who creates expansive works of beach art and preeminent long-exposure photographer Henthorne, who attempts to capture Amador’s ephemeral installations before they are reclaimed by the elements.
It’s a story that explores the challenges and rewards experienced by artists who sacrifice their singular vision in pursuit of creating something breathtaking and original.
A film by Brad Kremer, Christopher Frey, and Phillippa Frey
From Leo Hetzl
Ryan and Casey Higginbotham, lifeguards from Pismo Beach, California, have just set out on an 1100 mile paddleboard trip from Tijuana to Cabo San Lucas. A year ago, they paddled 2,200 miles, from Alaska to Tijuana — 7 months on the water. They are now continuing their southward voyage. After reaching Cabo, they’ll rest, then paddle across the Sea of Cortez, heading for South America. Total badasses!
They visited us here a few months ago and went through my library of Baja books. I have a detailed out-of-print Baja atlas, which they copied and are using for navigation.
You can follow them at: www.pikbee.com/byhandproject.
Here’s a recent posting:
We failed to do a little research and showed up at Border Field State Park to a locked gate. After walking everything out Casey got cleaned up on the first surf entry. The biggest challenge is adjusting to all the weight on the boards again. We each rolled atleast a dozen times. At the end of the day it really didn’t matter. We made it to Rosarito and it feels good to be back on the water. The body is going to take some time to adjust to this on the daily. It’s a 19 miler to La Fonda tomorrow and we’re stoked to see what day 2 has in store, nothing bad has happened yet!
I’m going to post a photo each week or so from our forthcoming book, Driftwood Shacks: Anonymous Architecture Along the California Coast, due out in March, 2019
Sea otter in kelp beds in Marin County, holding an abalone. They are delightful little creatures. In the ’50s in Santa Cruz, there was a friendly little otter that used to come right up to our surfboards at the Wild Hook; we called him Sammy, the sea otter.
From my forthcoming (March 2019) book, Driftwood Shacks: Anonymous Architecture on the Northern California Coast
Photo by Christophe Raynaud
This beauty is in the Seacliiff district. Its view is of the blue waters of the bay and ocean and the Marin Headlands. I always check it out when I drive from Marin County in to the ocean beach area. Just stunning.
You turn right just after crossing through the Golden Gate Bridge toll booths and head out towards the Palace of the Legion of Honor; this is on one of the streets on your right along that route.
Note: This is a nice way to enter the city, skirting along the ocean out to the Cliff House and Ocean Beach (and to Outerlands restaurant, Trouble Coffee, Mollusk Surf Shop, and Hook Fish).
The Santa Cruz maestro, in his mid-70s, is still turning out exquisite surfboards. This one is at the Haut shop on Swift Ave. in Santa Cruz.
Left to right:
- My 1983 Toyota Tacoma 4X4 with 8-foot bed parked at Roosterfish Cove, Destilladeras (several miles farther out on the East Cape from Shipwrecks). This model did not have independent suspension for front wheels; desert rats preferred it because it was tougher.
- Air Camping tent (made in Italy) on roof. When flap was up, it faced water. Had mosquito netting, mattress, pillow, sheets inside. Ladder holds up cantilevered section. Great for the desert, no worry about snakes, scorpions. I would 4-wheel it out in the desert on my travels in Baja at night, go down into arroyos and sleep. Stealth.
- 9-foot Haut 3-fin board
- Yakima Rocket Box on roof, which contained:
- 10-by-12-foot flea market tarp for shade. There was a solar panel on the Rocket Box that charged up an extra battery. Note sandbags hanging in corners to hold tarp down in wind; no stakes nec.
- fishing rod
I would fly into San José del Cabo, pick up the truck at my friend Chilon’s house, drive out to an arroyo on a ranch, down to the beach, let air out of tires and go 2 miles or so on the sand to Roosterfish Cove. All alone for days. No clothes nec.
From our book now in production:
Driftwood Shacks: Anonymous Architecture On the California Coast
Beach sculpture by Bob Demmerle
