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the artist formally known as orange man

@abedubin

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Remant Sale (teaser 2) Premiering next month at #vladimirfilmfestival

I'm so excited to present this new video accompanied by a live score performed, and composed by, my loving partner @good_froggy!

Hope to see you there, and/or look for the online premiere in fall! by @abedubin

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3 years ago

the NEW switch skating

Inspired by "The Ship of Theseus" parable in which every piece of the vessel is replaced during it's journey across the sea. Is it really the same ship when it arrives at port? What lasting traces of the original remain? Is there an essence that outlives the physical? Think about it.

Thanks so much my first mate @peohbe for hoisting the sails and swabbing the poopdeck and thanks @reedkanter for spyglassing from the crows nest ! And big thanks to everyone at the park for supporting and encouraging this successful maiden voyage! ⛵⛵ by @abedubin

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2 years ago

it all comes full circle 🔵🐿️

thanks for filming @ttamdude, @peohbe, @reedkanter and @sk8mstrt8 and thanks @douggpound for the circleboard assist!

spinning squirrel animation spun from straw into gold by @latsistihalha!

Twisted turntable tunes by @lynyrd.squidward!

rail roll inspired by @___swampy! by @abedubin

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3 years ago

It was the honor of a lifetime to bring the demo to Hattie Ide Chaffee Home for friends, family, new friends and new family! It was a honor and a privilege to perform at this beautiful parking lot of such a beautiful space!
My first time demo-ing for a nursing home... perhaps the world's first demo at a nursing home?
But certainly not the last!
I had the time of my life!
You've been a terrific audience, you know that!
And on my birthday eve, no less. Couldn't ask for a sweeter gift to myself than to take the stage for such an amazing crowd! Thanks guys! Seriously means the world to me!
Thanks so much for all the support and encouragement everyone! And thank you @anthonyrivera7308 for the photos and videos! by @abedubin

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Demo Deco by @abedubin

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20 days ago

Recently retrieved this Violin Board from the archives while out in Iowa at the @rollinghillsmusic.ia!

This piece was used in a performance in Las Vegas, a duet featuring than the fantastic fiddlings of @good_froggy!

Anyone (in the US) wanna add this to their collection? Make me an offer! by @abedubin

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2 months ago

A lighthouse at the end of a stretched out slab in the middle if the Atlantic. An answer. Flickering like a bright white bonfire on dryland. Something I spied from the balcony of our cabin.
That giant white bell, ringing unmistakable in my ear, shook me to shore like a silent siren song. Something to follow. To be fufilled. The spot. And myself. A handmade destiny always cobbled together with the inspiration strewn about in plain sight. And its always right there there. Sometimes its an ocean apart. Or simply behind and imner lock and key. But always there waiting. Ringing and waiting for the call to be answered.
After a while of cruising and calling back, following the reverberations in the ancient pavement and the GPS in my chest, I bombed a mellow downhill to the dock. A wide expansive mass of cement where industrial materials can rest, reclining in tropical puddles while somewhat rusted cranes looked out at the turquoise bay.
I pass a single fisherman and his orange Toyota at the half broken down gate and proceed in patient haste towards the getty just beyond. With dying hydrant as my tripod I carve this white plume, a king of pawns at on a deserted chess board at the end of the earth. While the sound of music and merriment carries across the water from the enormous blue boat, infiltrating my private island of isolation, I reflect on how all of the voyagers aboard, along with myself, have journeyed thousands of miles for this very second. This chance at peace of mind. An escape. From our ordinary lives. From our ordinary selves. For some that sweet and sour relief hits in the flash and clang of the slot machines hall, or at the foggy bottom of a Margherita at the Bliss lounge. For me its at the end of a pier beside a serene 45 degree slant. by @abedubin

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4 months ago

This is the last weekend to see “Vehicles of Expression” in person! Many viewers have delighted, reminisced, and marveled at the trajectory of the humble skateboard. See for yourself, its crude yet resourceful beginnings morphing into a both playful and elegant platform for art and performance. All bear traces of the maker’s hand in some way; conceiving, constructing, mending, refining, embellishing.

“Vehicles of Expression” is part of Handwork 2026 and runs through May 30, 2026 at the Craft in America Center in Los Angeles, CA.

#contemporarycraft #americancraft #craftinamerica #skateboards #handmadeskateboard
@handwork2026 @alicehixonkirk @joeledouxmagic @lurker_lou @actual_rose @lander.la @eclecticdecks @bymattberger @finlessskateboardco @mxfarina @abedubin @fancyladskateco @bud_snow @iris_skateboards @2ndwnd @alongfm @carverskate @skateboardinghalloffame @texturefiend taken in Craft in America by @abedubin

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From his mountain bike, mounted sturdily on the steel frame, Dave delivered his sermon to me by the edge of the ocean. He laid this very concrete, under my feet. The walkway to the sea. The cement that lapped at the corners of these ramped rocks like frothy tide to the craggy New England shore, mere inches below. I'd been eyeing this series of rock spots for years, now an off day day trip to the Narragansett coast and I could finally gorge my curiosity. The same beach, where as a teen, I took my first and only surf lesson. Dave, with his groceries in brown paper bags on the back of the bike, proclatized about the many beaches that he labored upon, providing platforms for us to stand on man-made land and gaze out at the neverending sea. Or I, to ride the rocks as waves, waves frozen in time. Rolling up and down, expanding contracting, like the ocean itself. Like a breath. A chest rising and falling, like the tide. My wheels clacking along the cracks dividing the sidewalks slabs is the steady heartbeat. The sounds of the birds, their freedom, their survival, is blood pumping through me. A driving current. A hawk flies above with a fish, still twitching within its talons. This bird of prey needs no applause, no validation. I just to seek out and thrive in a uninterrupted hum. Dave told me that best, smoothest concrete, the "cream", rose to the top of walkway. The 2 inches of this superior top layer of cement had dissolved over 40 years to reveal the gritty ingredients, small rocks and pebbles that polka dot the walkway. At a rate of one inch per 2 decades, the sidewalk degrades under the constant conditions of salt water spillage and salty air chiseling away like a microscopic scribe. Cement, itself, composed on nothing more than water, sand and rocks. Just like this spot. Elements and minerals evaporated and reguritated infinitely. The snake snacking on its own tail. A constant cycle. My bearings tearing by. Like the tide. Formless, shifting like late afternoon shadows across acres of chances. Momentary semblances of a shape, an idea. Then gone again. In nearly half a century this slab has return to the source. For the rest of us, it takes a lifetime. by @abedubin

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5 months ago

Thank you @matthewjnapoli for including me in Just Figuring Things Out at @eastmanningprojects.

This piece includes scraps and nods from around my neighborhood. Jigsaw puzzle boxes of the old masters gifted by my sister, discarded art prints by the recycling bins, religious pamphlets and paper stained with red roses from CVS.

Honored to be invited to included in a group show about which focuses on spirituality, an all to often overlooked aspect of just about everything. by @abedubin

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On my break in a nameless industrial complex snake run. Warm spring sun ironing the shoulders of my Home Depot leather jacket.
A little release. To curve ans swerve on a crusty remnant. Ancient pavement poured eons ago. Decades of torrential showers nearly washing it off the face of the earth. Residing in this dead-eyed suburban office village. An imagination graveyard. A cemetery of cubicles and corner offices where wondering ceases like a worn out basketball thats reached the end of its roll.
Nice cars dot the parking lot of the sleep disorder center. Dr.s with doctrines whose diagnosis is always too little too late. Sleeping not enough, sleeping too much... simply daydreaming the waking hours away. I recently learned the average persons dreams for 6 years of their life. An entire lifetime inside our minds. How many lifetimes inside a minds can anyone really stand? Maybe thats why people go Out of their mind. I know I do. To go outside and flow. To stream of consciousness across the street.
These miniature aquaducts are done dry, the pavement a parched and petrified grey, colored only with palish geen moss. Like a coral reef on dry land, a rough barnicle-ridden limb on the verge of oblivion.
I feign a vision of ny skate ancestors barreling down this tube, although in my heart I know I might be the only one to acknowledge this suggestion of a spot. But this micro ditch beacons. Its a lumpy pump track that the world forgot and that even my 70 mm softies can barely trepass. These banks, with their warped peaks resembling a ripcurl more than any other obstacle I've ever encountered.
I am the surfer whose waves are these emulation breaks. On my lunch break. Awake or sleeping, I dream of these moments. And like a wave, these pockets of momentary bliss are elusive and untamable tears in the fabric of the work week. by @abedubin

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5 months ago

How many decks can you hippy jump?

These pressing quandaries and more explored this Thursday at 11Am PST and 2 PM EST as I ascend the virtual stage for an artist talk on conceptual skateboarding. LINK in my bio!

I'll be joined by my skate-maker contemporaries @joeledouxmagic and @alicehixonkirk who will also share their vision and process.

This talk is one part of series of programming for Vehicles Of Expression, an exhibition up now at @craftinamerica which showcases the many profound and proletariat iterations of the skateboard. throughout the ages! by @abedubin

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