By Maria Nilsson


& yet again, the arrival of another Friday springs itself upon us, as we brace ourselves for the festive season we give you the hypnotic melodic wizardry of the young flowery sorcerer, Ebony Gracie. Her last name translating as a slight preview into the human form that is, a graceful little giver of the world. Ebony will most likely want to feed you and make friends with all of your friends that have babies, purely because her little soft heart is made up of all things nurturing and loving. It’s Friday, so sit back, tune in and watch your sourdough rise, for Ebony.


Considering humans are approximately 70% water, and the moon affects the tides so drastically, do you believe it affects our state of minds?

Undoubtedly, we are but the elements, yes we may be wired with blood and bone but in the end we are all made of the same stuff as nature.
Especially woman, our bodies are completely in tune with the moons fluidity, just like our constant ebb & flow of emotions and our monthly cycles. No wonder we can be moody bitches, it’s the moons fault.
Is it just me, or when that big ball of luminous light is shining down upon you, do you also feel this unexplainable sense of content & happiness?
What do you want to say to people just learning to surf?
Don’t even attempt to stand up, let the wave take you for a ride.
What is one thing you want to do to make the world a better place?
Enrich each life I touch with the hope of a better, more understanding and nurturing future.
What does your fantasy holiday look and sound like?
Long glassy peelers off the coast of somewhere still untainted with only the sound of waves crashing and friends giggling.
Tell us your favourite surf memory?
There may just be too many to choose from, they’ve all kinda of smooshed together like a big squishy orb of happiness... I do have this one intensely memorable experience, down at the pass having an afternoon beer, the sun was beginning to set, i thought fuck it, and jumped out there on my 88 finless. With only a few tender minutes left of sunlight, I slid my way on to a fellow sliders wave and we zoomed into the sunset. I rode this glorious wave on my belly, and the most-crazy insane awe inspiring sense of being. I wasn’t doing anything but being present. It was the most humbling surfing experience I’ve had. Just staring up the wall of this beautifully crafted wave, zooming along without a worry in the world.
Is there anything you’re afraid of right now?
Losing a loved one.
What are you making at the moment?
Bread (sourdough on the rise), Rainbow baby beanie hat, birthday cards
What is something you really care about but might not have enough time or information to do anything about it?
My teeth, so over-due for the dentist

If the world was ending tomorrow, what would you do today?
Tell my people how much they mean to me. Have a cup tea with Nana.

How do you care for our oceans?
Give thanks for their abundance, the usual everyday awareness, picking up other people’s trash, minimising my waste and shouting at humans who litter but mainly by being the best person I can be, by leading by example

atmosea atmosea atmosea

Driving to the ocean is a very special activity, that nervous flutter in your stomach is tiny pockets of suspense, popping, with every inch nearer to the ocean you get. Mary told you it was on fire, Suzie said it was small but peeling like a ripe ol’ Cavendish, and Bobby just said “hurry! there’s only five hours left of daylight.” So, you choose a song, to accompany your highly-strung surf exhilaration, biting your nails and tapping those fingers feels like you’re hanging on a cliff waiting to choose the right time to let go. A song to the sea is very important, it will ease your lead foot and remind you of the voyage, and if it’s a surf that you’ll never forget, the music you played before and after will be the stimulant for those memories forever. Incredible, no?

Each Friday we will be introducing our galaxy field of surf stars and their top ten track choices to warrant an excitable journey to the surf, while learning a little bit more about their joyous lives and what makes them tick.

Written by Daini Stephenson