LA CANVAS hit up the Agenda Trade Show in Long Beach this past week, and now we can’t shake the feeling that we need an entirely new wardrobe for fall. Connection? Maybe. Agenda is like stepping into a world where everyone is really cool-looking and wants to hand you their business card. Well, there are worse ways to spend an afternoon. As we made our way through the varying aisles of the latest in streetwear, we caught up with some of our old favorites, along with our most anticipated up-and-comers in the game.

Check out some of our highlights from the tradeshow.





Publish designer holding their signature Jogger Pants.



Creative Recreation has been using a lot of pony hair this season with their own line and their upcoming collaboration with Barney’s (left).



Rhythm‘s soft and wearable board shorts with a giant orange.



Reebok always gives us what we want: old school, but never boring.



Zanerobe shows some LAC love while we can’t stop thinking about those perfectly tailored sweatshirts.


This year Agenda previewed their first ever women’s collective — aptly named Agenda WMNS — which seems a little overdue, but I guess we’ll let it slide. Now, the ladies in the industry have a place beyond the sea of printed board shorts and scantily-clad women used as marketing tools (we’re not bitter . . . ).



It was matchy-matchy over at Mink Pink, a perfect summer vibe.



It was poppin’ at Hellz Bellz, and we know it’s because their collection is exactly what women want to wear.



YRU is bringing it with their platforms in just about every style and color you can think of. Props.



Tavik‘s women’s swimwear is all about neoprene and mesh and we’re not mad about it.


All-in-all, it was a successful couple of days at the Agenda Tradeshow and we can’t wait to see what’s next for these labels. Not pictured/honorable mention: the mini horse dressed as a unicorn next to the food trucks.


Featured Image: Tommy Brockert for Tommy B Photography.



TEXT Meagan Judkins
PHOTO Grant Yoshino

Bruce the pup warmly welcomes us at the wooden gate surrounding a modestly dapper Venice Beach home. Bruce is among a small number of Boyd’s tight-knit circle to merit an appearance in his new book: So The Echo. The appropriately mellow French bulldog leads us to Brandon who, before entering his home, stops to call attention to the towering tree in the front yard — a brilliantly blooming Jacaranda, freshly planted that very morning.

With regular visits to the ocean (“The sea is our mother,” states Boyd) and daily meditation as his spiritual refuge, Brandon is surprisingly down to earth. Even with, or perhaps despite, his colorful career that spans the greater part of 20 years. His brand of unpretentious confidence is refreshing, and Boyd appears to be a man at his creative apex.

“What a blessed experience it is to be an artist – to be at peace with your creativity, and be allowed to do it,” Brandon remarks reflectively. With straightforward repose his motto is simple: “You are only ever going to get what you put into something. What you call out in to the world, whether consciously or unconsciously, the thing that you most need, want or desire, you are going to get that back.”



While thumbing through So The Echo one feels almost voyeuristic; “white sand sticking to my toes like sugar on a mouth moistened finger” and other eloquent introspections make each page entertainingly piquant. Thoughts, ideals and blatant concerns for a blind and fear-fed nation tastefully splash personal photographs like a professionally, refined scrapbook of a person you would like to know. Though, thankfully, it is presented without the patronizing air that so often accompanies discussions of magnitude.

Yet despite his valid concern, Brandon, along with his narrative are pleasantly optimistic; “[there are] a wonderfully alarming number of human beings alive today who are having what we could call “enlightening experiences” in little bursts – all beautiful, all deadly, all infinite, all at once.” Boyd teeters a kind of clear-eyed transcendence in a desperately modern world.

The art within So The Echo is a “more refined, less scatter-brained” display of what we have come to hope for from Boyd; a style we’d like to coin, shrewd psychedelia. His sketches bring to mind a charmingly hallucinatory Egon Schiele; while the more abstract pieces are a kind of reimagined Rorschach test. Watercolor vividly dances off the seemingly intimate pages of a happened upon sketchbook, illuminating the imagination and giving the viewer a disarmingly raw glimpse into the mind of an artist.


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It should also be mentioned that Brandon’s ninth album is soon set to release. Loyal fans can expect to kickback with the son of the sea, just like old times; but prepare for a reintroduction to Boyd, the new album “is a sort of reflection of who I am now, why I am here and where I think I am going.” You wont be disappointed.

Within a blink of a few short hours, the interview is through. As we pack up, and blithely give thanks for the hospitality, it occurs to me, if the old saying “you are what you eat” is true, then Boyd and his honey-dipped lady are chai-spiced chocolate & organic strawberries. Yum.

So The Echo will be available on September 5th, 2013 via Boyd’s new album is set to release late summer/early fall.

Check out more of our afternoon with Brandon in our latest issue.

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