Surfing a few days ago, on that dream Christmas – New Year swell, at a beautiful little bay sheltered from the south west breeze and surrounded by national parks and grassy slopes covered in wildflowers, with a white glow coming from the early morning glass faces, I was reminded of…
There’s a scene in the opening of Andrew Kidman’s Glass Love, of Daize Shayne surfing a longboard through a blaze of light, that is so intense that, for a moment, she completely disappears – and then emerges on the other side to continue riding the wave. She is drifting – floating – the surfboard just a vehicle to transport her to an ethereal world. In the early morning light it can be like that sometimes. The brightness can be so intense that, after a while, it will burn out all colour, leaving just a blaze of whiteness. Andrew sent me a photograph of Daize soon after the film came out – it is a constant reminder of the incredible aesthetics in surfing. It captures perfectly the formless, in a metaphysical sense, and is a reminder that behind every form is light.
“In the film I wanted to feature the generational link and love of surfing that gets passed down through families, in particular the Curren and Purchase families. The sons are surfers and their fathers are surfers/shapers. It was nice to peek in on a small part of their relationships and how surfing makes them special. This, and the continued experimentation with board design, were the highlights for me in making this film.”