' I walked away from the skyscrapers, through trashy residential areas, past barking dogs, chain-link fence, through the stench of dumpsters behind cheap restaurants, out of the city, slums, projects, suburbs; I walked on a road with dead cornstalks spread out to join...
Similar to the objects of decay that come to rest in many of the locations I explore, skaters are generally disregarded and overlooked in society, but if you spend enough time with them, you get to know the human side of something with a rough exterior.
This collection of images focuses on moving closer to home, youth and a sense of playfulness, while still relating them with the decay that can be found surrounding it. There is a spectrum that can be seen within this life cycle, beginning with falling to the ground....
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.The righteousness can’t overcome the rawFeeling of defeat.Somewhere out in the ocean, there sinks a manWith only a family as the stitches at his seams.But I am not him. Soft like a plank of pine in a stackReady to be ripped...