Posts Tagged woodward
every now and then i get on the other side of the lens. here are some shots of me from this summer and the talented fellow photogs who make the magic:
you know how sampson lost all of his power after delilah cut off his flowing mane? well jeff brockmeyer used to have a long, flowing mane of dreadlocks – but after they got chopped, his camera skills are as good as ever. i’ve known him for ages and every shot this guy has ever taken has been crazy good. go to his site right now and check out his stuff at jeffbrockmeyer.com
bennett weinberg was a camper at woodward learning photography. his sensei, eli phillips (at elyphillips.com) was dragging him around the camp and they ended up near me. the crazy thing was that during the first few shots he took, i snapped 4 of the plies of my board (in this shot you can kinda see one of the plies sticking out a couple inches from the back truck). but 3 were still hangin on hard so i kept at it knowing that my board was going to explode and i was going to end up a twisted pile of wreckage at the bottom of the ramp. never did. yay cape fear skateboards for making crazy strong decks.
robert burch (at robertburchphotography.com) grabbed a couple shots that came out nice
the guy is pretty nuts. i walked up to the top of the 13 ft vert ramp and saw renton pop an 8 ft no-handed frontside air like it was nothin. dude’s got mad tech tricks, too. he showed me the playback screen of a tiny camcorder and it was his feet on the board doing a kickflip 5-0 on some coping and it was kind of hard to read cause it was just feet and a board, but it looked SUPER ILL. i asked, “when’d you film that?” he said, “that was my last run.” he was holding the camera pointed at his feet and it didn’t throw him off a smidge. that’s pretty nuts, right?
couple years ago i was a carnie in the alaska state fair. well, kinda. i was skateboarding in keith king’s bmx stuntshow for 3 or 4 shows a day for almost two weeks, i think. that junk was fun, man. they were long days, but man they were fun. after a long day of shows, we’d all go back to our cabins and sit by the campfire till the wee hours then wake up and do it again. mike laird was one of the crew. the guy rips. he’s got such a smooth style. he kept to himself a lot, but never failed to throw in a zinger to make fun of the girls that some of the crew dragged to the campfire that night. he’s a genuine kind of guy, and i like that about him. no frills and no fake smiles or any of that bullcrap. you can even BE mike laird if you play any of the dave mirra video games. creepy. mike still rides for mirraco and you can check out his profile HERE. turn up the slayer.
shawn was crazy easy to shoot. i mean, most times i end up looking through the photos at the end of a shoot to see which ones are usable, then i make my selects from those. but with shawn, every time the shutter opened it was a winner. and that pretty much how it’s been for shawn lately – she just can’t stop winning. she nailed down the gold on balance beam in the 2008 olympics in beijing (check out the standing backflip full twist at 2:07 – holy moly!) and just won dancing with the stars. that’s pretty much a big deal. especially when you have all that under your belt before 18. when i was 18, i was living out of a VW bus eating little debbie snack cakes and drinking half-and-half out of the carton.
check shawn’s website HERE
and her twitter HERE
’bout 10 years ago these two dudes opened up a bike/skate park near my hometown in wilmington, nc called eastwood. one of the guys was don – he could do backflips on a scooter (and not a stupid razor scooter, but the real deal, big-boy scooters); and the other guy was dave, a nice guy who completely destroyed the park on his bike. and that was that. for weeks, maybe 6 weeks, he was just dave – some really nice random destroyer. turned out that his name was dave mirra, and it turned out that dave mirra was a huge name in the bmx world. and it turns out that 10 years later his name is even huge-er. so when we met up for our shoot, we had a little reminisce-session about yesteryear and the old eastwood park in wilmington. it was good to catch up and i’m glad that dave is still destroying it.
check out dave’s site HERE
dave was telling me that he was doing rally car races now and showed me pictures of his car.
when i first started skating i remember watching video of frazier killin the vert at the skatepark of tampa. and throughout the next 16 years, i’d bump into him at tampa, woodward or some random skate event in some random part of the country and the guy is still killin it. these days, me and frazier are both rocking the balding-buzz cuts with some scruff – so whenever i’m at woodward, there’s always 2 or 3 kids that come up to me as i’m skating by and ask if i’m mike frazier. i’ll say “yep” and sign their shirt. but i’ll actually sign it “maready rips!” and skate away. that’s a lie. well the last part’s a lie, anyway. last week when i was at woodward a campers mom asked me if i was mike frazier. i told her “sure am, can i sign your boobs?” see, that last part is a lie again. actually it was all a lie. it was really a camper’s dad and i never signed his boobs.
check out a few tidbits from the mike frazier legacy:
my shoot with kevin was fast and furious, but i snagged some rad shots. this guy is pretty much like wow. underneath that calm looking facade is a gymnastics machine that is ripped like some jeans in williamsburg.