"Maybe I stopped
because it was not interesting anymore. Because I was never into skateboarding.
Not at all.”
Sidewalk Surfer, Huntington Beach, 1976 |
The
pads were dodgy, the boards were splinted, the deck was reedy, the hair was
long and of the texture of hay; the hipbone was showy, the socks were high, the
kick was not there, the feet were over the fence, the shorts were… well… short,
the Ollie was the routine and the skating was untainted.
These
dreamers and the believers were bred by a subculture of economic and social
deprivation where the usual rules didn’t apply. Part of the skateboarding
movement, they represent the adolescence of the mid-seventies. An era where
vacant pools were the ultimate retreat and skaters fostered the idea of being
vertical. It was such an amazing period... everything was new and
old.
Left Turn Only, Orange County (No. 58), 1975 (Left), Schoolyard Drop, Kenter Canyon Elementary (No. N19),1976. |
Skateboarding
captivated the Oklahoma photographer Hugh Holland, the non-skater, but the
observer. He
soon befriended the Z-boys, the group of skateboarders in the mid-1970s from
Santa Monica and Venice. He drove the boys from skate spot to skate spot and
began documenting the beginning of what up-to-date skateboarding has become.
His photos were shot mostly in the late afternoon with endless rolls of
timeworn negative movie film, leaving with his images with warmth and softness.
When asked why it all ended at ’78, he says, “Well, maybe I stopped because it
was not interesting anymore. Because I was never into skateboarding. Not at
all.” Not
that we care, but the vibe was there and always will be.
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