statement

The life of ryan

My friend ryan sewell is on the verge of becoming a pro body boarder, he lives a life of no else i have ever met. He is repulsed at the idea normal society and how people can live there lives with limits and boundaries. He doesn’t have a job, he still lives at home with his mum and he goes surfing every day, livening the life.

1: “the search” early morning wake ups travailing up and down the coast line looking for the best places to surf. Visiting places like “sandy cracks, slut bay, second car parks”

2:”pooping” before going out in the surf there is always a mandatory crap in the bush. Evan tho there is toilet facility less than a minute walk away.

3:”barrel” the search is over the moment that has been anticipating all morning has come. going down the face of the perfect wave ,watching it form in front to create the perfect barrel.

4:”no swell” after a few hours and the swell has dropped off and the wind has changed its time to get out and dry off and have some brekkie to start the day.

5:”swing” hanging around playing on children’s play equipment without a care in the world despite being “to old” to play on them.

6:”lazzy” after a tiering surf and mucking around on the play equipment its time to recuperate by relaxing on top of the lounge, its always much comfier than lying on the lounge regularly

7:”music” having a life of no major commitments means there’s a lot of spare time and what better way to fill that void with music

8:”bed side table” by having all the things you need at the reach of you bed side table why get out of bed than? Kettle to make noodles or tea and a bong at the connivance of a arm reach

9:”daily necessity” listening to music getting stoned has slowly became a bit of a necessity. I asked Ryan if i could show these photos to my teachers and he replied “ yea man, it’s so chilled I don’t care I’m not ever going to meet them”

10:”routine” when its night time he routinely retires to his mate harko place called the “den” it called this because its dark and gloomy and resembles a cave or den. Late at night when everyone has gorn to bed the atmosphere is bleak and lonely