Ozzy Wright

Volcom surf rider Ozzy Wright is the colourful and outspoken leader of the hipster pack.

MY parents were… Great. They were very encouraging toward me and my art and surfing. Dad drove me all the way to Bells Beach for a competition once and about a million other places as well. He was also an amazing Beat poet and played the Bush bass in a rocking Sydney jug band during the ’60s. Mum is a colour freak and loves plants, gardens, flowers, running her own shop called Cherry Blossom and putting bright things all over the place.

The house/flat I grew up in… Was a little fibro house in a northern beaches town called Narrabeen. It was full of possums in the roof, trees in the garden and friends around the dinner table.

When I was a child I wanted to be… An artist. That was always the job I wanted. I always loved drawing and painting and stuff. I was surf crazy too. Still am.

If I could change one thing about myself… My looks. I hate looking like such a burnout already.

You wouldn’t know it but I’m very good at… Making banana cakes.

You may not know it but I’m no good at… Taking criticism.

At night I dream of… Skate boarding like a legend.

I wish I’d never… Been too lazy to brush my teeth as a teenager.

What I see when I look in the mirror… The grim reaper.

My favourite item of clothing is… I love leather jackets.

I drive… A rusty Beep Beep Barina. Car surfing is the future!

My house is… A swinging pad. I can see the surf from my couch.

My favourite work of art is… My ‘Anti Bad Vibe Shield God’s Eye’ that I made out of wool and wood. It’s a big God’s Eye, if anyone knows what they are*. It took me 10 hours non-stop to make it, and then I couldn’t walk for a week because I did like a 1,000 squats in the process.

My favourite possession is… My brain. Although I can’t control it. Well I guess it’s there to control me, but I’m out of control. Maybe it’s damaged.

A book that changed me was… A book of paintings by Jean-Michel Basquiat that I got when I was 19. Psyched.

My greatest regret is… Damaging my brain.

What’s the point? Do it for the kids, it’s all for them.

My life in six words… Love, eat, surf, draw, rock’n’roll, sleep.

*A God’s Eye is a yarn weaving and a Huichol spiritual object. The Ojo de Dios or God’s Eye is a ritual tool, magical object, and cultural symbol evoking the weaving motif and its spiritual associations.

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