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This year I was excited to be an invited-artist at the Wonderwalls FestivalWonderwalls is a street art festival organised by the folks at The Opening Hours and Verb Syndicate. This year’s event was directed by Joel Moore and hosted in Port Adelaide. There was some stellar talent – international and local – who came out to the sleepy town for three days in January to spruce up the walls, alleyways and buildings with their art.

Prior to Wonderwalls, I’d painted indoor murals for Volcom and for a few gallery spaces, but I’d never painted something ten metres long before, and I hadn’t painted outside before either. Needless to say I had a few butterflies as the festival approached. The only thing I knew about Port Adelaide before I arrived was that there were dolphins in the port: city dolphins! Apparently they’re the only dolphins that live in a city in the world, and they don’t mix with regular ocean dolphins. Pretty cool.

When I arrived in Adelaide I was picked up and taken into town. On the way, I spotted the nine-story mural coming to life at the hands of Polish wonder duo Etam Cru. Their work is absolutely incredible. Locals were huddled around the bottom of the scissor lift with their jaws dropped and eyebrows raised in awe. On the other side of the wall, Elliot 1 (ASKEW) and Elliot 2 (Elliot Francis Stewart) were painting an equally epic piece with a girl standing over some cool, smoky lettering. Elliot 2 was scared of heights and kept spewing before going up in the scissor lift.

On the first night I met all the artists at the launch dinner, and then headed back to the artist house early to put the finishing touches on my drawing. On the walk home my phone died and I got completely lost in the deserted streets of Port Adelaide. I found a small old pub and there were three old men there. One of them was called Romeo and he bought me a Pepsi while I waited for my phone to charge. I told them that in the morning I’d be painting a mural on the main street that read “Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea.” They all smiled and Romeo said, “That sounds about right for Port Adelaide”. I don’t know exactly what he meant, but was glad they seemed to like it.

Once it got dark, I went out to the wall with my projector to upscale my drawing to the ten-metre space. Port Adelaide is a bit sketchy after dark, so the other artists drank beer and acted as security while I penciled in my outlines until about midnight. A couple of them grabbed pencils to help me get it up faster and I promised to camouflage their names as credit somewhere in the final painting.

The next morning I started painting. My wall was on Commercial Road (a main street through Port Adelaide), next to Elliott 3 (Numskull) and Brad (Beastman). (It should be noted at this point that THREE of the artists at this event were called Elliot. Fifteen percent of the artists at Wonderwalls were called Elliot! They were already nearly finished their works and looked pretty damn good. They used aerosols while I pulled out my paintbrushes and started filling the blacks. Locals walked past with the dogs and kids and said nice things. A nine year-old girl came and critiqued my work, and then asked me a question I ask myself every day: “are you a real artist?”

After a long day of painting in the sun, we put down our tools for the official opening party of the festival. It was hosted in a huge old flourmill, inside of which Guido Van Helten had spent the last 48 hours painting a huge piece on the main wall. Apparently he’d stayed there all night painting, then slept in his van, then woke up and kept painting to get it done in just in time for the opening. It looked so, so good. We all got drunk to celebrate how good it looked. After we got drunk, we got hungry, so we ate a chimney cake from the food truck. Do you know what a chimney cake is? We didn’t. Which is why we bought it and ate it. We still don’t really know what a chimney cake is. We continued drinking back at the artist house and Elliot 1 told crazy stories about painting in Dubai for the Prince, who wanted to break the Guinness World Record for the longest graffiti scroll in history, and another story about a lice epidemic in a hippy commune. We then all got some serious shut-eye before the final days of painting.

Back at my wall in the morning I finished painting the main letterforms and sea creatures in black, then mixed up a deep blue to finish off my piece. People who had stopped by over the last three days were excited to see the process of it all coming together. This was the first time I used colour on a mural, and I was happy to see how it popped off the white background. I wore the Volcom lived-in tee while I painted, and somehow successfully managed to avoid a t-shirt tan and any paint stains! Unfortunately my hands and legs were not spared.

Everyone’s final artworks were incredible and gave the town a real energy. I was floored by everyone’s talent. I still can’t get my head around how the artists worked at such a mammoth scale. SMUGS’s hyper-realistic portraits are ridiculous, and I love how his subject matter feels so Aussie. Elliot 2 overcame his fear of heights and finished painting the girls face in fine form. The precise yet organic rhythm of KAB101’s calligraphic work was beautiful, and Kyle Hughes Odger’s girl-in-a-bottle turned out super sweet too. I flew out of Adelaide feeling impressed and inspired, wanting to create bigger and bolder works in 2015. The Wonderwalls pieces converted Port Adelaide into a little art oasis and it’s planned that they stay up for good. So if you find yourself passing through make sure you take the time to check out the art and say hi to the city dolphins.

Thanks to Luke Shirlaw (Ironlak), Pina Falzarano  and Carol Coles for the snaps. Check out #wonderwalls for more photos from the festival















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Following the success of the joint Volcom Snow Team House/Marketing Facility in, which we’ve held since the winter of 2004, we figured that doing something particularly for our beloved French snow accounts was long overdue. It turns out not everyone can be bought with Beers & Schnitzels! Besides, the French Alps are, after all, home of arguably THE most impressive chunks of rocks in all of Europe. Many French location options were initially considered (Val D’isere, Portes Du Soleil, La Grave, etc) but in the end all roads and arrows pointed at Chamonix. There’s just no escaping this mythical village, or small town if you like, equally adored as it is feared and even dreaded. Given our commitment to making outerwear as technically advanced and rider-appealing as any mountain gear manufacturer out there, then field testing it in the harshest conditions available, (Be it on top of Aiguille du Midi mid-Blizzard or inside Elevation Bar during Scando happy hour) Chamonix was chosen faster than CGT can set up a road block. Voila! Deal sealed We took over a ravishing Chalet for a 3-week period, then sent out invites to our dearest accounts to come join us in celebration of life, aka snowboarding. What better place to get better acquainted with Volcom’s proprietary Zip Tech, Face Tech and TDS technologies than while riding and taking in the stunning, unrivalled high-alpine beauty of the Chamonix valley? A typical day started with a massive breakfast prepared by one of our marketing clowns, then assessing conditions, picking the right outerwear for the conditions and finally deciding, in close conjunction with one our guides, which mountain to grace with our presence. Snow Team riders Arthur Longo, Vale Ducourtil, Oli Gittler and many others all came by for various periods of time, entertaining and pushing our guests beyond their abilities, while showing them what’s possible on a snowboard when not spending your life in an office. Then, in hot pursuit close behind or slightly ahead (All depending on the best angle) was our long-time photographer extraordinaire Vernon Deck, immortalizing perhaps some of their finest riding ever captured on film and video as an added bonus for our dear visitors. Come 4 pm it was Beer o’clock, either directly in our on-site wheels, the Volcom Snow motor home, or where ever the nearest beer on tap was to be found. Upon returning to our chalet, showering & snacking, it was time for massages, movies, story talk or simply chilling.. Then at nite off we went to one of our many mouth-watering restaurants of choice, before returning back home to the good ole Chamschack chalet to sleep, dream of what tomorrow brings and repeat. On the rare occasion that someone wasn’t falling over by now but surprisingly still had juice in them for more, young stallion Vince was always standby, frothing to undo the top button of his shirt and let them chest hairs hit the highly gender-disparity challenged Chamonix nightlife. Would you expecting anything else? Your friends at Volcom Snow always keeps an eye open for every scenario. But that is a story all of its own. Merci Beaucoup to everyone who came to visit us, our guides, Man & Wolf Beer, Chamonix itself, Nitro and Korua for boards WELCOME TO THE VOLCOM CHAM SHACK HOUSE 2018 Happy camper  Snow legend Polo Tornado from Laboshop with style Sure beats a day at the office Valé Ducourtil, Polo Tornado, and Mr Caule spliting Tailgrab with the freak Mat Siboni L'1prévue shop The reward of a good split session It's important to celebrate when you have a good day Vallée Blanch mission with Valé and the group Valérian digs Vanilla Ice Le Brevent side view Our guide Paul at Le Tour David was always the first to sertve up cold ones. Here with the Black Cats boys !
Burger Invasion in Spain
We had a blast this weekend at the Burger Invasion festival with back to back concerts in Barcelona and Madrid! Burger Records, the Californian music label set up an eclectic line up that pumped the audience crescendo. The shows started with the delicacy of Younghusband, following with Cotillon, then some psychedelic sounds from The Molochs. At the time Wand took over the stage with their trippy progressive sounds, spirits were already high, but when The Garden started their show, it completely exploded (go check their stage act when you’ve got the chance). The show ended with The Dwarves, turning the front rows into a mosh pit, with some “punk rock (that) is good for you” . To top that up, the venues were legendary (Apolo in Barcelona and Joy Eslava in Madrid), and there was plenty of Volcom surprises for everyone including a year of Volcom Jeans supply to two lucky winners. No needs to say, good times were had by all. Don’t miss next one when those shows hit your town! Check some photos from Sr Santos below… Burger Invasion backstage rack Burger Invasion band Burger Joy Cotillon - Apolo  Cotillon Denim GMJ x Volcom Denims Dwarves Dwarves The garden The garden The Garden - Joy, Madrid The garden - Madrid, Joy Goodies - Apolo Merch - Apolo The Molochs - Apolo 2 The Molochs - Apolo 2 Roberto Aleman and Guillaume Burger Invasion Set up Burger Invasion Totes bag Wand - Apolo 2 Wand - Apolo Wand - Madrid Wand - Madrid
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The Volcom Cham Shack Womens Invasion !
Volcom womens took over the Volcom Cham Shack beginning of February, in Chamonix, France. The ladies that joined us were: Camille, Fanny,  Lili,  Kicki,  Alba,  Silvia,  Jess,  and  @maudlecar Some of the coolest girls from Paris, Berlin, Barcelona and London together with our brand ambassador Maud Le car, flew to the Volcom Chamonix House in Chamonix to be part of a unique experience. Jess Gavigan, aka Juice  describes her journey ! ‘A couple of weeks ago I headed out to  Chamonix for a snow adventure with Volcom. I left Bali to do the trip and then return to Asia straight after because the trip sounded so amazing and I really wanted to work with Volcom! The long journey was made up for it by the first night accommodation. COZY SETTINGS LEVEL 100. The hotel was amazing, and I had the most amazing room with a view, and was greeted with a bed full of amazing gifts from Volcom, clarins and electric. GASSEDDDD. That was a great start to the whole trip, but I won't  go into it loads cos there's too many sick parts... We went to the Volcom store to pick out some stuff, which was totally unexpected - if the gifts on the bed weren't enough we got free reign inside the store (like kids in a candy shop). We got to try snow shoeing, which was a new experience for me! And I loved it. It was sick doing a mini trek up the mountain, perfect weather conditions and the icing on the cake was the house we went to for dinner. It was unreal. Everything hand made, hand cooked. The food was WOWOW, and we each got given a quartz crystal which was all found on the mountains by the husband. It was such a special night and I've been keeping the crystal in my pocket everyday (travelling through Asia) The bit I was most excited about was snowboarding in our new gear. I was stoked to ride with lucie, vernon, olivier, Maude Alba and Silvia. We got to go and ride around and take some sick shots. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN. I loved everyone we all got on so well. And then we did a couple all girl runs GIRL POWER haha The clarins spa was next level. Getting pampered was heavenly and the outdoor swimming pool/jacuzzi was a really nice end to the day. The whole trip was sick. The group got on so well and everyone was like a big family at the end. I was sad to leave. It was an amazing and magical few days in the mountains. My only regret is that it didn't last longer!! I met so many cool people and its an experience I won't forget, and even better I've got sick volcom snow and lifestyle apparel for lifeeeee. ‘ THE WHOLE TRIP WAS JUST WOW. (Haha inside group joke) Big love to emilie, Lucie and the volcom gang. Credit photos : Vernon Deck video : Olivier Gittler Special thanks to Electric, Clarins,Vernon deck and Olivier Gittler Thank you @fannymaurer and @clarinsfr for the gifts and make up session, here on the beautiful @kickiyangz #caughtupinagoodthing stunning @albapaulfe in our newest simply seamless bodysuit
Attunga world premier, P1 Munich, Sunday the 28th of January
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