8/31/10

Brothers

I am seriously retarded when it comes to remembering names. I am actively forgetting your name as you are introducing yourself to me. It's so bad that I think my mind has given up even trying and seems to go blank when I meet someone. I remember the person holding out their hand to shake mine, "Hi my name is ...", then apparently I'm abducted by aliens. You literally just told me your name and I couldn't remember it to save my life.

I shot a couple of photos of these brothers a while ago, when I was testing a new lens. They will have to remain anonymous, because I am an idiot and can't remember their names. I texted some people with vague descriptions of them, but no names have come floating back to me. Sorry.

The little brother really, really wanted me to shoot a picture of him. I was a little leery as his older brother, who I met moments before, had just left the park. But the little guy was so insistent. So I shot a photo of his bank ollie/roll-in.

This photo's been floating around the internet and I'm really stoked. Yeah Jamie!!! Not to be a killjoy, but I'm not sold on the P2 construction though. I've only stood on one P2 board and it was not good. Super stoked for Jamie though. And hey there's even a Stay Gold Edmonton premier tomorrow. Go cheer on your hometown boy. Congrats Jamie you deserve it! I really hope that gremlin graphic has a snowflake eyelash.
Another guy who's been killing it lately, Mitch Phillips, has a little interview and some sick photos up here.

8/29/10

Calling all Kevins


Vancouver's new Kensington park looks like it was built specifically for the Local124 Kevins. I haven't been able to skate in months, but I was carving over those stairs one way or another.

This is all kinds of good. Still not feeling the shoes though.

8/25/10

Hep Hotel


I'm on vacation and my obsessive compulsive germ-a-phobic tendencies have been acting up a bit. Spotting signs like this one in a hotel "lobby" aren't helping me sleep any better. Can you catch hepatitis from a hotel? Seriously, sometimes I think I'd be more comfortable sleeping in the trunk of my car. At least I know where it's been.

8/19/10

Firefly Fever


Above: Matt Mastrovito 5/0 grind.
Lagging on the posts again. A combination of laziness and sickness this time.
So my friend Matt Mastrovito showed up at the park the other day (read three months ago when I could still skate) with this Firefly skateboard and proceeded to kill it. The funny thing is that the Firefly, an 80's era department store skateboard, was both of ours' first skateboard. Mine in Winnipeg and his in Edmonton. I remember saving up all the money from my flyer route, so that I could buy it. I was so stoked. I think it cost like $30. I was making something like 1/2 a cent for every flyer I delivered, so at the time that $30 felt like a million.

Above: Backside tailslide on top of a giant plastic tailguard.
Matt had just found a replacement Firefly at Value Village for $5. The board has all the plastic options: a plastic nose guard, lapper, and huge plastic tail guard. The previous owner had also added some aftermarket rails. After Matt crushed the park on it for a while, he let me go for a ride. Standing on it again, I couldn't believe I actually kept skating all those years ago. There is no nose, and while the trucks wobble I wouldn't say they actually turn.

Above: Full speed slappy grind on trucks that kind of resemble painted clay.
Transworlds' Skate and Create is by far my favorite Skateboard contest. I'm actually really excited to get the new magazine and check out the photos. Wow. It's been a long time since I said that about Transworld. Etnies winning entry from last year.

8/12/10

Keegan Callahan


Above: 5050 transfer. He ground all the way from the bottom before transfering to the downhill landing.
A couple of years ago me and Keegan decided to try and shoot enough photos for an interview. Instead of doing a traditional interview, Keegan's brother Luke, wrote down a bunch of embarrassingly funny stories about Keegan and then illustrated them. We did eventually get Keegan a short interview in SBC, but the stories and drawings were never used. Below is Keegan's lost interview, as told by his brother.

Above: Luke Callahan sketches Keegan's bank ollie.
Most interviews and write-ups are composed in a way to let the reader get to know a bit about the individual. Usually a little something positive or favorable. What can I say about Keegan? As his older brother, probably a lot of stuff he doesn’t want me to. Growing up as close and for as long as I have with Keeg, I’ve got all the dirt. So with out further ado, I present to you, some stories about Keeg that he wishes weren’t true.

17-year-old Keegan at Millennium Park tries to confirm his gender among confused locals. Dental braced and baby faced, with long curly locks; he is skating far beyond the capability of the 12-year girl he looks like. A manly top removal is performed without consideration of his ‘butter nipples’. All that was confirmed… “Dude, that chick is crazy!”

Gap kickflip into bank. He almost died on the warm up ollie, but made the kickflip look easy.

Keegan, age 15, visits the West Edmonton Mall’s wave pool. Forgetting his shorts and having to borrow his dad’s, he floats with the oversized trunks unknowingly around his ankles. This went on for three minutes as the lifeguard tried to communicate to Keegan whos ears were submerged under water.

Polejam over the chain.

Keegan turns 20 and receives a minor knee surgery. It was his first time without skating for a long as he could remember. Trying to find a new balance he takes up crafting clay toys and filming himself playing with them, all through the night. At this point, it is decided by family and friends that it’s time Keegan found a girlfriend.

Crooked grind down the middle. This photo also happens to be from the first day I met Keegan.

The always non-confrontational Keegan endures an entire date with dog shit on his hand. After accidentally leaning in some crap, he was unsure of a good point in the conversation to bring it up. Things became further awkward on many different levels, when she asked him to put his arm around her. It is believed that she never knew.

Switch blunt to fakie.

Middle child Keegan becomes shortest sibling, as his younger sister, Leah, grows taller than him. Assuring all he had no issue with his size, he proves otherwise during a boxing match Leah challenges him to. Once having witnessed the wrath and anger Keegan unleashed on his taller, baby sister, we all prayed that he would grow before having to read about him in an ‘Edmonton Strangler’ article. He is now very friendly at 6’5.

At the time Keegan was living in the Alpha Psi sorority house near the University of Alberta. So when it came time to shoot a portrait for the interview, we thought it would be funny if it included the sorority girls. So we shot a photo of Keegan standing outside the house in his underwear and a bathrobe. We only had few minutes to shoot the photo, but looking back I obviously should have had the girls hanging all over him in the photo. I just didn't have the heart to ask them to be all sleazy. Stupid. Oh and how did Keegan find himself in this National Lampoon style living arrangement? He answered a roomate wanted classified ad. The man is a positive karma machine.
Keegan is currently back in town filming a movie he co-wrote.

8/7/10

Throat puncher


It's been over a month now since I've been able to skate and I've noticed a serious change in my personality. Each morning I seem to wake up with my jaw clenched and I've never felt so perpetually angry and pissed off in my life. I think I've pretty much developed the attitude of a meat head jock. Not good. The good news is that my knee might not be as bad as was originally thought. Maybe I'll recover before I really get into MMA, Affliction apparel, and whatever else jocks are into at the moment.
Above: Cory Forster wallride.
Hey, my favorite lumberjack skateboarder has a new part out.
This is pretty old, but since I'm borderline internet retarded I haven't been able to find it until now.
Seriously, will someone please remix this to Public Enemy or some other old school hip-hop already so I don't have to listen to this horrible song anymore.

8/4/10

F*ck Country Music


I just spent the last five days shooting photos at a country music festival. Heat, dust, several million mosquitoes, and country music. Yeehaw! Actually it was the thousands of drunk idiots that really got on my nerves. It was sort of a drunken zombie horde, who just happened to resemble the country, cowboy hat wearing, equivalent of your average frat boy. Above is a picture of one of their campsites the day after the festival ended. It kind of looks like a pallet of beer cans exploded.
Death to country music and ... uhm, wizards?
Everybody knows it's all about the metal!