Eight years ago, I took a sabbatical.

With two of my four adult daughters, we drove across America in an RV.

We filmed, tweeted, painted, argued, cried, agreed, drew, geo-located, ate, broke down, freaked out, survived, and recorded it all on assorted cameras, sketch pads and microphones.

It was a documentary, a family adventure and a shitshow, all rolled into one.

With the help of friends like Adam Soutar and Marleah Stout, many followers and generous sponsors like HUF, we made it to LA.

It's called Going Holme or Finding Holme, or maybe it should have been called Staying Holme. But we didn’t. We hit the road, and here’s the trailer, and some photos and art.