"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.
