THE MAN OF TANMAN

"X-ray Visionary"
Acrylic Paint on Canvas 36 in x 36 in
Ryan Runcie
Recently my convictions of the past have merged with the prospects of my future. I am a human of multiple races. I am white, hispanic, Caribbean indian, and black. Because of this, I have never had any easy time placing myself mentally, into a group I felt I belonged to. Of course I had friends of different races yet they still had to face me through their perspective. I had white friends that called me Black Ryan and black friends that called me White Ryan. I ended up feeling bad for hispanics because it wasn’t so easy for them to decide what to call me. (hint of sarcasm) 
I have always felt there need to group me and limit who I was allowed to be was disrespectful and ultimately narrow minded. I have wanted to form a Socratic circle where people who felt these pressures and tensions could open up freely and know they werent alone.
As that moved to the back of my mind, my first 2 nephews were born and have a wider range of ethnicity than I do, so I fear the struggles they may encounter. I want to combat these ideologies and stereotypes that are pronounced by mainstream media so that they may grow up loved, not persecuted.
This is what the use of color represents. It allows the viewer no chance to place him into a group of their own choosing but to accept him as he is and the chance that they don’t know everything even though that feels safest. Please enjoy and stay Tan… View Larger

"X-ray Visionary"

Acrylic Paint on Canvas 36 in x 36 in

Ryan Runcie

Recently my convictions of the past have merged with the prospects of my future. I am a human of multiple races. I am white, hispanic, Caribbean indian, and black. Because of this, I have never had any easy time placing myself mentally, into a group I felt I belonged to. Of course I had friends of different races yet they still had to face me through their perspective. I had white friends that called me Black Ryan and black friends that called me White Ryan. I ended up feeling bad for hispanics because it wasn’t so easy for them to decide what to call me. (hint of sarcasm)

I have always felt there need to group me and limit who I was allowed to be was disrespectful and ultimately narrow minded. I have wanted to form a Socratic circle where people who felt these pressures and tensions could open up freely and know they werent alone.

As that moved to the back of my mind, my first 2 nephews were born and have a wider range of ethnicity than I do, so I fear the struggles they may encounter. I want to combat these ideologies and stereotypes that are pronounced by mainstream media so that they may grow up loved, not persecuted.

This is what the use of color represents. It allows the viewer no chance to place him into a group of their own choosing but to accept him as he is and the chance that they don’t know everything even though that feels safest. Please enjoy and stay Tan…


"We Are Ourselves, Collectively"
Acrylic Paint on canvas, 48 in x 48 in
Ryan Runcie

As everyone knows, I, Ryan Runcie, have ran Tan Man Longboards for the last 4 years of my life. After I lost access to my workshop and couldn’t relocate quickly, my passion turned heavily to acrylic painting. For the past 2 years I have been painting and drawing my ass of with no regrets. I loved my longboard work, so I paint longboards to keep it all connected. Anyway, I have been hidden from the world for to long so please enjoy my most recent self portrait. 
There are many underlying reasons to why I have made the work in this manner. Some I will mention now, others will arise as I post more work.
As you spiral inward you follow me looking back at my past selves. In this way, I learn more about myself through reflection. Understanding where I have been and how that strengthens the man I am becoming. The patterns represent my mindsets at the time and remind me to stay open minded; never to settle for too long. Growth is a beautiful thing that comes in all forms. Change is inevitable and I am here, right now. Please enjoy and stay Tan…. View Larger

"We Are Ourselves, Collectively"

Acrylic Paint on canvas, 48 in x 48 in

Ryan Runcie

As everyone knows, I, Ryan Runcie, have ran Tan Man Longboards for the last 4 years of my life. After I lost access to my workshop and couldn’t relocate quickly, my passion turned heavily to acrylic painting. For the past 2 years I have been painting and drawing my ass of with no regrets. I loved my longboard work, so I paint longboards to keep it all connected. Anyway, I have been hidden from the world for to long so please enjoy my most recent self portrait.

There are many underlying reasons to why I have made the work in this manner. Some I will mention now, others will arise as I post more work.

As you spiral inward you follow me looking back at my past selves. In this way, I learn more about myself through reflection. Understanding where I have been and how that strengthens the man I am becoming. The patterns represent my mindsets at the time and remind me to stay open minded; never to settle for too long. Growth is a beautiful thing that comes in all forms. Change is inevitable and I am here, right now. Please enjoy and stay Tan….


Plans for Tan Man

I have a lot of work ahead of me to relaunch Tan Man Longboards, my love and my passion in life. Right now I am working on some stellar concave designs. Pushing these designs based on personal riding experiences; not what Landyachtz is doing. Keep your eyes on me, this next year is gonna be wicked. Stay Tan!


Ryan Runcie of Tan Man Longboards shredding at a local hill in ATX. Photos by Chris Cleghorn. Stay Tan…Ryan Runcie of Tan Man Longboards shredding at a local hill in ATX. Photos by Chris Cleghorn. Stay Tan…Ryan Runcie of Tan Man Longboards shredding at a local hill in ATX. Photos by Chris Cleghorn. Stay Tan…

Ryan Runcie of Tan Man Longboards shredding at a local hill in ATX. Photos by Chris Cleghorn. Stay Tan…


reclaw:

vipeur:

slowrobots:


If you don’t know about Amina or the topless jihads world wide today I suggest you get googling, Amina Tyler is a 19 year old woman who posted bare breasted photos with the slogan “My Body is My Own and Not the Source of Anyone’s Honor” on her chest. She was arrested and sentenced to “100 lashes” and being “stoned to death”. She went missing and in response FEMEN activists are staging bare cheated protests. This image displays a man kicking an activist protesting outside a mosque. WAKE UP. NUDITY IS NOT A CRIME.

the world is insane right now this is fucking insanity literally.

Shame on that man

this woman knows how to live

I find it rather astounding how far modern cultures and ideologies have taught us to elevate ourselves above not only our women, but animals and plants. We all are naturally naked… To say there is this a zone outside your cube of brick and mortar that is a nudity free zone. 
We started wearing clothes for warmth!!! I am a Texan for a reason. Its 6 am, 78 degrees outside and I am naked right now. Evaluate the validity of YOUR OWN THOUGHTS. View Larger

reclaw:

vipeur:

slowrobots:

If you don’t know about Amina or the topless jihads world wide today I suggest you get googling, Amina Tyler is a 19 year old woman who posted bare breasted photos with the slogan “My Body is My Own and Not the Source of Anyone’s Honor” on her chest. She was arrested and sentenced to “100 lashes” and being “stoned to death”. She went missing and in response FEMEN activists are staging bare cheated protests. This image displays a man kicking an activist protesting outside a mosque. WAKE UP. NUDITY IS NOT A CRIME.

the world is insane right now this is fucking insanity literally.

Shame on that man

this woman knows how to live

I find it rather astounding how far modern cultures and ideologies have taught us to elevate ourselves above not only our women, but animals and plants. We all are naturally naked… To say there is this a zone outside your cube of brick and mortar that is a nudity free zone.

We started wearing clothes for warmth!!! I am a Texan for a reason. Its 6 am, 78 degrees outside and I am naked right now. Evaluate the validity of YOUR OWN THOUGHTS.

(Source: se7enteenblack)


seeyoursunrise:

eat-those-words:

IT’S TIME I SHOW YOU WHAT MISOGYNY CAN LOOK LIKE. READ THIS AND PASS IT ALONG TO STOP THIS FROM HAPPENING TO OTHERS.
Listen up, all, it’s time I tell you a story.
For any girls working in the food service industry, this is especially important to you.
 
In the above pictures, you can see what I wore to work as a hostess in the high-end restaurant I’ve been working in. Pay particular attention to the black skirt that comes just a few inches above my knees.
I was in the back service station getting a sip of my drink  before heading back to the hostess stand, when I heard my manager behind me. He’s an older man, very stoic and reserved, and I heard him address one of the male servers.
"Patrick, why is it you’re staring at Madison’s legs like that?"
Oh. Shit. So naturally, I turn around and take in the situation, and it was very obvious Patrick had been staring at me. I was about to thank my manager, when he turned to me.
"Why are you wearing skirts that short that you got men like Patrick staring at your legs?" he asked, and the worst fucking part was just how SERIOUS my manager was.
Now, despite all of my feminist ideals, understandings of misogyny, and rape culture, I did the first instinctive thing I could: I pulled my skirt a little longer and apologized. I walked away, shocked by what I heard, and disgusted by my own reaction.
Fast forward an hour and a half. I’m still thoroughly pissed at my manager and myself, but my other hostess friend did a wonderful job of cheering me up that involved talking about how misogynistic and bigoted my manager was.
I went to the other service station where my manager was unfortunately standing, surrounded by other servers, bussers, runners, and a table of customers eating their dinner. I asked if there were any extra menus laying around back there, and he shook his head. “Come here, can I ask you something?”
Stupidly assuming this was regarding my actual job as a hostess, I agreed, and sure as hell, he asks, “Did your father let you out of the house in that skirt?”
All I could do was gape. Was he fucking serious? “I mean, you got all sorts of men staring at your legs,” he continued, “These are men married with kids. You got servers, bussers, and older men all staring at your legs. Why you gotta wear a skirt that short?”
I am a twenty-one year old woman. My father doesn’t ‘let’ me do anything. I am more modestly dressed than other hostesses, which I pointed out to him, only to receive a non-committal shrug. I shook my head and muttered “Sorry,” back, this time heavy with sarcasm, and went straight to the bar to get the attention of a female manager I trusted.
I later explained the entire scenario to my female manager, confessing to how uncomfortable and off-put I was about all that happened. I expressed that it felt so wrong that my manager didn’t scold the server for looking at me, but instead blamed me for Patrick’s lack of self control. That, if he had an issue with how I was dressed for work, he should have pulled me to the side and said that what I was wearing was inappropriate.
Girls, listen to me. Sure, this isn’t rape. No one laid their hands on me. But this kind of behavior is still sexual harassment, as well as sexual discrimination. This was an older man with authority, using it to demean a woman who was smaller and younger, thinking I would never speak up for myself and that he could get away with it.
If something like this happens to you, find a female person of authority and tell them. Express how uncomfortable it makes you. SPEAK UP. Do NOT let this kind of behavior EVER slide. This is misogyny. This is inappropriate. I was not dressed inappropriately, and even if I had been, I did NOT deserve that kind of treatment from a manager—a person I’m supposed to trust.
This is what misogyny looks like. It’s ingrained in our culture. Never let a man intimidate you and tell you how to look, or tell you other men’s inappropriate behavior is your fault. It NEVER is.
Tell someone when it happens to you, or you see it happens to others. Stop misogyny in it’s tracks, and be the strong, powerful, sexy woman you are. Flaunt what looks good. Be confident. Love yourself. Simple as that.

seeyoursunrise:

eat-those-words:

IT’S TIME I SHOW YOU WHAT MISOGYNY CAN LOOK LIKE. READ THIS AND PASS IT ALONG TO STOP THIS FROM HAPPENING TO OTHERS.
Listen up, all, it’s time I tell you a story.
For any girls working in the food service industry, this is especially important to you.
 
In the above pictures, you can see what I wore to work as a hostess in the high-end restaurant I’ve been working in. Pay particular attention to the black skirt that comes just a few inches above my knees.
I was in the back service station getting a sip of my drink  before heading back to the hostess stand, when I heard my manager behind me. He’s an older man, very stoic and reserved, and I heard him address one of the male servers.
"Patrick, why is it you’re staring at Madison’s legs like that?"
Oh. Shit. So naturally, I turn around and take in the situation, and it was very obvious Patrick had been staring at me. I was about to thank my manager, when he turned to me.
"Why are you wearing skirts that short that you got men like Patrick staring at your legs?" he asked, and the worst fucking part was just how SERIOUS my manager was.
Now, despite all of my feminist ideals, understandings of misogyny, and rape culture, I did the first instinctive thing I could: I pulled my skirt a little longer and apologized. I walked away, shocked by what I heard, and disgusted by my own reaction.
Fast forward an hour and a half. I’m still thoroughly pissed at my manager and myself, but my other hostess friend did a wonderful job of cheering me up that involved talking about how misogynistic and bigoted my manager was.
I went to the other service station where my manager was unfortunately standing, surrounded by other servers, bussers, runners, and a table of customers eating their dinner. I asked if there were any extra menus laying around back there, and he shook his head. “Come here, can I ask you something?”
Stupidly assuming this was regarding my actual job as a hostess, I agreed, and sure as hell, he asks, “Did your father let you out of the house in that skirt?”
All I could do was gape. Was he fucking serious? “I mean, you got all sorts of men staring at your legs,” he continued, “These are men married with kids. You got servers, bussers, and older men all staring at your legs. Why you gotta wear a skirt that short?”
I am a twenty-one year old woman. My father doesn’t ‘let’ me do anything. I am more modestly dressed than other hostesses, which I pointed out to him, only to receive a non-committal shrug. I shook my head and muttered “Sorry,” back, this time heavy with sarcasm, and went straight to the bar to get the attention of a female manager I trusted.
I later explained the entire scenario to my female manager, confessing to how uncomfortable and off-put I was about all that happened. I expressed that it felt so wrong that my manager didn’t scold the server for looking at me, but instead blamed me for Patrick’s lack of self control. That, if he had an issue with how I was dressed for work, he should have pulled me to the side and said that what I was wearing was inappropriate.
Girls, listen to me. Sure, this isn’t rape. No one laid their hands on me. But this kind of behavior is still sexual harassment, as well as sexual discrimination. This was an older man with authority, using it to demean a woman who was smaller and younger, thinking I would never speak up for myself and that he could get away with it.
If something like this happens to you, find a female person of authority and tell them. Express how uncomfortable it makes you. SPEAK UP. Do NOT let this kind of behavior EVER slide. This is misogyny. This is inappropriate. I was not dressed inappropriately, and even if I had been, I did NOT deserve that kind of treatment from a manager—a person I’m supposed to trust.
This is what misogyny looks like. It’s ingrained in our culture. Never let a man intimidate you and tell you how to look, or tell you other men’s inappropriate behavior is your fault. It NEVER is.
Tell someone when it happens to you, or you see it happens to others. Stop misogyny in it’s tracks, and be the strong, powerful, sexy woman you are. Flaunt what looks good. Be confident. Love yourself. Simple as that.

seeyoursunrise:

eat-those-words:

IT’S TIME I SHOW YOU WHAT MISOGYNY CAN LOOK LIKE. READ THIS AND PASS IT ALONG TO STOP THIS FROM HAPPENING TO OTHERS.

Listen up, all, it’s time I tell you a story.

For any girls working in the food service industry, this is especially important to you.

 

In the above pictures, you can see what I wore to work as a hostess in the high-end restaurant I’ve been working in. Pay particular attention to the black skirt that comes just a few inches above my knees.

I was in the back service station getting a sip of my drink  before heading back to the hostess stand, when I heard my manager behind me. He’s an older man, very stoic and reserved, and I heard him address one of the male servers.

"Patrick, why is it you’re staring at Madison’s legs like that?"

Oh. Shit. So naturally, I turn around and take in the situation, and it was very obvious Patrick had been staring at me. I was about to thank my manager, when he turned to me.

"Why are you wearing skirts that short that you got men like Patrick staring at your legs?" he asked, and the worst fucking part was just how SERIOUS my manager was.

Now, despite all of my feminist ideals, understandings of misogyny, and rape culture, I did the first instinctive thing I could: I pulled my skirt a little longer and apologized. I walked away, shocked by what I heard, and disgusted by my own reaction.

Fast forward an hour and a half. I’m still thoroughly pissed at my manager and myself, but my other hostess friend did a wonderful job of cheering me up that involved talking about how misogynistic and bigoted my manager was.

I went to the other service station where my manager was unfortunately standing, surrounded by other servers, bussers, runners, and a table of customers eating their dinner. I asked if there were any extra menus laying around back there, and he shook his head. “Come here, can I ask you something?”

Stupidly assuming this was regarding my actual job as a hostess, I agreed, and sure as hell, he asks, “Did your father let you out of the house in that skirt?”

All I could do was gape. Was he fucking serious? “I mean, you got all sorts of men staring at your legs,” he continued, “These are men married with kids. You got servers, bussers, and older men all staring at your legs. Why you gotta wear a skirt that short?”

I am a twenty-one year old woman. My father doesn’t ‘let’ me do anything. I am more modestly dressed than other hostesses, which I pointed out to him, only to receive a non-committal shrug. I shook my head and muttered “Sorry,” back, this time heavy with sarcasm, and went straight to the bar to get the attention of a female manager I trusted.

I later explained the entire scenario to my female manager, confessing to how uncomfortable and off-put I was about all that happened. I expressed that it felt so wrong that my manager didn’t scold the server for looking at me, but instead blamed me for Patrick’s lack of self control. That, if he had an issue with how I was dressed for work, he should have pulled me to the side and said that what I was wearing was inappropriate.

Girls, listen to me. Sure, this isn’t rape. No one laid their hands on me. But this kind of behavior is still sexual harassment, as well as sexual discrimination. This was an older man with authority, using it to demean a woman who was smaller and younger, thinking I would never speak up for myself and that he could get away with it.

If something like this happens to you, find a female person of authority and tell them. Express how uncomfortable it makes you. SPEAK UP. Do NOT let this kind of behavior EVER slide. This is misogyny. This is inappropriate. I was not dressed inappropriately, and even if I had been, I did NOT deserve that kind of treatment from a manager—a person I’m supposed to trust.

This is what misogyny looks like. It’s ingrained in our culture. Never let a man intimidate you and tell you how to look, or tell you other men’s inappropriate behavior is your fault. It NEVER is.

Tell someone when it happens to you, or you see it happens to others. Stop misogyny in it’s tracks, and be the strong, powerful, sexy woman you are. Flaunt what looks good. Be confident. Love yourself. Simple as that.

(Source: captainperfectass)


Presenting the Goofy Booter!!!
Tan Man Longboards, one of the directional(footing) shaped pioneers! I can only think of 1 other small builder than has seriously prototyped a deck for only a goofy rider! (and vice versa)
This one, is my personal baby, all hand fabricated, as all Tan Man Longboards! Hit me up if your interested in having your own!
ryan.runcie@gmail.com View Larger

Presenting the Goofy Booter!!!

Tan Man Longboards, one of the directional(footing) shaped pioneers! I can only think of 1 other small builder than has seriously prototyped a deck for only a goofy rider! (and vice versa)

This one, is my personal baby, all hand fabricated, as all Tan Man Longboards! Hit me up if your interested in having your own!

ryan.runcie@gmail.com