New Zines for Fall

Things have been busy lately, it’s just been happening off-line. I’m sorry to leave you in the dark internet friends, but you really should get on the Bear and Shark mailing list. My gmail is barnheart, so send me your address and I’ll mail you stuff when it’s released. Here’s a few new projects!

Ultimate Summer 3: Ultimate Summer Reading Program. If you completed the challenge, you got a sneaky book safe prize.

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Lichen Layers Issue Two: I’m very proud of this colab with Kelsey Harte- her cover rules!Lichen Layers 3.JPG

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Sneak peak of issue two

After School Snack #1: All my buddies added something to this issue which looked at connections to people. Number two is in the works and looking at connections to objects. Chris made this killer cover.


Skate or Try


I knocked apart a few teeth last week skateboarding. It got me thinking back to about five years ago. My skating isn’t much more impressive now then back when my brother and I  first learned to drop in on our DIY ramp. However, I do have something to show for those five years. There’s the bad days turned into good days. The good days turned unforgettable and inspirational. Skating has taken us to towns we never would have found and mountains we didn’t expect. I can’t count how many random connections I’ve made or amazing friendships I’ve cemented through my skateboard.

What would I have done five years ago if I had to chose between all this and my front teeth? I probably would have chosen to keep the teeth because I can be a coward sometimes. I’m glad I didn’t have to make any choices. I’m glad life just gives you what you get and you make sense of it any way you know how.

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I’ll take the madness

Baby in a Greenhouse

painting of a baby in a greenhouse

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I Want To Believe

I used to think the only way to travel was for months at a time. Then I took on a serious job at a small college which limited my ability to buy one way tickets to random places. This last week I experimented with a “normal” vacation. You know, the ones that only go one week. But in that week I made it to New York, Bulgaria, and a 11 hour night time expedition through Berlin during a layover. Here’s a quick story from my road trip in the Balkans.


If you google Buzludzha Monument, or even just “Bulgarian UFO Thing”, you’ll get some info about this awesome building the Balkan High Country. So for this post, you’re going to have to choose your own adventure, like my friends Patrick and Aylah, who came with me on the 3 hour car ride from the capital Sofia.

If you want to hear about what this building is actually about, read this

If you want to hear a history I made up, read below

If you just want to look at some cool pictures, stop reading now and scroll to the full gallery below.


“Buzludzha” literally translates to “Space Person” and commemorates the first contact with extraterrestrials by the Soviet Union. The building appears to be just a monument, but it was actually also one of the first Bulgarian attempts at time travel. The original scientists deemed the project a failure, and it was abandoned in the 80’s. However, time does actually travel slower through the building at rates of 40-50 seconds/minute. Today it is only visited by nosy kids with too much time on their hands and weirdos who would have gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for those aforementioned meddling kids.


“Do not enter. Falling Objects. Extreme Danger”

“Are you sure you want to go in?” Our friend who spoke Bulgarian said after translating the signs everywhere. All the obvious doors had been welded shut, but Aylah had just found an entrance and we were halfway through squeezing past a little hole into a pitch black room. We paused and looked back. Yeah, we were definitely going in. Unfortunately, so were a few people who noticed us sneaking around. Eventually most got scared off by the dark hallways, sketchy climb through another hole, and 15 foot drop that you had to shimmy down. Once you were in, things got good.


Aylah found the portal under the ledge on the right


We ended the exploration by finding a ladder that took us up the tower into the star. Wish I would have packed a picnic because it was a nice view up top.

The months long trips might be in the cards again- I’m maneuvering to get summer’s off at the college- but until then I’m going to keep finding adventures wherever and whenever I can.

Full gallery is below so you can look at pictures in higher resolution.

New Adventures


Years ago, my brother and I started crafting this blog together with nothing but poor grammar, some snapshots and a bunch of half cocked ideas. Doing a project for over 3 years was inspiring but also challenging. It became a lesson on powering through artistic doldrums, and pushing new concepts.

For me, the progression of these adventures has culminated in a new project called Launching today, we are a international travel company based in our native Portland, Oregon. We build custom adventures for people that want to capitalize on their free time and reach outside the “typical” travel experience.

R.V. is inspired by the experiences, people and adventures we found during the travels we captured in this blog. It is a method to expand those experiences to include new people. People like you. So please check out the site, tell us what you think or share it with someone who has feet that are itching to travel.

Until next time. We will continue to get lost, muddy and delayed, but more than any of that we will continue to discuss the core essence of the human question: Who would win in a fight between a bear and a Shark?



The Other Honolulu

deadcockThe styrofoam cup of Tequila next to me continues to devour the ice cubes I feed it. I purchased the bottle from a smiling hawaiian shirt clad lady in the lobby, which left me feeling like she is pretty successful at what she does, which isn’t hard, selling booze to tired travelers who just got in from the heat. Despite the pleasantries of cold agave on a hot day, I can not think of a worse beverage to accompany our dinner of strip mall sushi. Welcome to old Honolulu.

We didn’t expect to find ourselves here, away from the glamour I can imagine on Waikiki beach, but we literally just landed here after driving the whole way around O’ahu. Our hotel has that charming “old vegas” vibe, like staying at The Flamingo, while the Luxor flashes in all it glory across the street. Our building is full of the tacky grandeur of yesteryears. Furn printed footpaths surrounded by flower adored curtains, and every sentiment of beige. This whole building exists from a time when it was practical to have 350 rooms, stacked between the freeway, airport and industrial district. At at a time when “classy” hotels planners positioned the restaurant next to the slightly dilapidated pool.

planeOur fellow patrons seemed to be an instant margarita mix of working class people, hustlers and families with too many kids. Outside, a 5 lanes of highway seemed to run up and down the coast line like tracks on a junky’s arm. A small group of fellows chat softly, outside our window, the smell of marijuana hanging  strange  between them in the humid air. The cars on the highway and the planes landing serve as their background music.

Meanwhile, the label on the bottle of tequila swears it’s from the futile hillsides of Guadalajara but it smells like it’s from mexico city. I take a few sips and decide it is better to just go to bed. A motorcycle’s engine whines into the top of 3 gear. A 737 lands from Tokyo and my eyes close instantly.


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