Half of all skateboarding occurs in places that have another purpose.
I skated with the Bazra on a cold rainy evening around a multi storey car park and we took these shots. The kickflip through the rusty iron structure ranks as one of the gnarliest kickflips imaginable. The elevation needed to clear the low bar and shapes thrown to fit through the gap. All the while concentrating not to bang his head otherwise it’s a tetanus injection at Stepping Hill. Seriously, this is usual Chris Barrett terrain. He’s a diamond in the rough and as underground as a moley mole.
Sizing up the round bar we managed to get another corker. Front board for trolleys sake. I’ve held onto these photos thinking they could be published in the now defunct ‘Sidewalk Magazine.’ No harm in showing them now, S.B.T.
Car parks are standard fodder. The best thing about sessions like this is that they’re unplanned. These photographs are echoes of a session past and proof that Barrett is a bad man on a skateboard. Now and again I’m lucky enough to get to shoot photos like this, some days I think the best kind of coverage can come from the underground, keep it under ground. Half of all skateboarding occurs in places that have another purpose.