Jeremy Asher Lynch
At sunrise on any given morning in Huntington Beach the coffee is on in a house not far from the water. In the garage, behind a grinding aluminum roll-up door five canvases sit, waiting for attention, but for now, artist, filmmaker and surfer Jeremy Asher Lynch is otherwise occupied. There are three boys to get off to school, emails and editing to be done, and of course, there’s also surf to check.
It’s not really possible to say that Jeremy is “from” anywhere. Maryland? California? Florida? California again? He’s in Huntington now, and that’s what really matters. When he talks about the past he does so with an acute sense of time and a startlingly clear memory. It’s like the moves and frequent transitions he has made from coast to coast up until now have provided him with markers and points of reference along the way, breaking up his life into neat blocks of time. Jeremy measures milestones like learning to surf with precision and regards the space in between hyperbolically.
