Saturday night. Hanging out at the pad. No place I’d rather be.
A sense of place
One of the psychology classes I took in college talked about appreciating our physical surroundings as one of the most important factors of mental health. A foundation for everything else: vocation, recreation, spirituality. Not just talking shelter, or a vague fondness for where one spends time, but it was discussed as though forming a bond with ones world, exuding love – and feeling loved back – by the inanimate locations of our lives.
It felt silly to me at the time. I placed a huge, “of course” on the subject. Duh. I’m paying for this class? I felt very grounded in my childhood haunts, mostly the woods. Now, in the big city of Los Angeles, where intersections tend to look all the same sprawl (at first) and friends seem more like acquaintances, and future stability seems more like a mirage, this feeling of belonging is more elusive. There’s a slight, subtle though affective difference between having a sense of belonging, and lacking that sense. For the first couple of years in LA, the world outside lacked that cozy familiarity. It was all just the bright, hard world, the stage on which I struggle and through which I commute.
Guy Mariano, from Video Days, 1991. Over 22 years ago. Boardslide. 3700 Wilshire Boulevard. “Wilshire Trick Factory”.
Thankfully, skating has changed that. With history comes sentiment. Over the last year, mostly through hour-long nightly sessions, I’ve explored dozens of parking lots, curbs, walls, banks, parks, school yards, ledges. Running errands, going on auditions, traveling to work or the stand-up comedy shows I find myself surrounded by the relaxing and inspiring maw of my skate spots.
Same exact location 22 years later, as the Mariano picture above. Also Mariano, from Pretty Sweet.
Wilshire Trick Factory. Guy Mariano
For a couple of years, including during the first four months of this skate blog, I had a moralistic but totally gruesome day job raising money for good causes over the phone on Wilshire Boulevard, between Western and Vermont. It was extremely nerve wracking and I hated it (though I loved some of the people). It was there that I met a rastafarian whom lent me the skateboard that inspired me to relearn how to skate. Literally right next door was a famous rail I’ve seen in tons of skate vids (Gonz, Cardiel, Lee, and many more recent vids). A couple blocks away was a plaza where dozens of skaters would meet each night and weekend. This same plaza (3700 Wilshire) is in almost every Thrasher magazine, at least once. Above is a photo of Mariano skating it in 1991. Just barely out of frame to his right, out of frame, is the same exact spot where Mariano skates almost 23 years later in the below two stills from Pretty Sweet.
Mariano at the Wilshire Trick factory, in Pretty Sweet, same exact location as the Video Days board slide from 22 years earlier.
All I’m Saying
These locations mean the world to us skaters. I’m feeling very appreciative that these hard concrete, marble and steel formations have become the cradle of a rewed love affair with skating and with a new phase of life. I totally get the subtle but pervasive need to form that bond and have a sense of place. While everything else is up in the air, it is wonderful to become bonded through skate spots.
“Wilshire Trick Factory”, (3700 Wilshire. Pictured above), went from being a place I had to pass on the way to a job I didn’t want to work, to being a marble skate spot I couldn’t wait to hit. I ended up going around back to the library more often than not, just because I had it to myself and at the time I was working hours upon hours to relearn how to ollie and learn popshovits. I don’t work in that ‘hood anymore, but my love of that empty library lot remains strong. I know it is there for me.
Learning about Mariano
The other day I posted a couple pictures of a spot where Mariano was rumored to have recently skated. I knew the name, I’ve seen a few photos of him in Thrasher too. Finally decided to check out his bio on Epicly Later’d, on Vice.com. Holy shit. It was easily the best Epicly Later’d I’ve seen, and I recommend it for anyone and everyone. It’s about as long as a feature length movie, and spans about 25 years of skate history. Awesome footage of Gonz and Jason Lee too. Dramatic story too. Got me very stoked to skate. It also inspired this post. Mariano had quite the stormy life in the middle there, when he struggled with addiction. He was strong enough and loved enough to come out ok on the other side. I imagine for him it must have been a good thing to be bonded with his environment. 3700 Wilshire was still there as a constant. Yeah it might also bring up triggers for the addiction, but once those are recognized and observed without reaction, the marble and the rails are still there for the soul.
I super recommend watching this 4 part documentary: Start here.
Also, if you haven’t seen his part in the Pretty Sweet video. Check it out here.
Another view of the “Wilshire Trick Factory”. In the above photos, Mariano skates up against the building, to the left. I used to stop here and do a few grinds each morning before work, throughout the winter and spring.
My sessions
Now that this post is too long, here is my skate update:
Session one
The night before last night I went back to the Chase bank on Vermont. Last night housesitting in that ‘hood. Got kicked out by security. She asked me to “come back later, after 7pm”. I was there too early. Was working under a marriage-time-restraint. Ended up spending about 20 minutes looking for another spot to skate, settling on a very rough and dimly lit parking lot near a hiking trail. Totally sucked for skating, but I got to skate uninterrupted. Affected my ollie. The total session ended up being about 75 minutes and was some of the worst skating I’ve done recently. All the same, I’m glad I got it in. I did a Drill Set 2.1. Wasn’t easy. Especially the nollies and fakie nollies and fakie varial flips. The drill set took so long I didn’t have time to practice tres or anything else.
Session two
Started at one of my favorite spots on Melrose Ave, near the Yoga Studio. Manual pad. I was trying to get in my drill set before playing with the pad. Want to play more with backside flips into grinds and tailslides, and play with manuals. I even played for a little while with 270 ollies into tailslides or tailstalls. Only tried a few times, and could see that it would be a possibility if I devoted more time to it.
While working on the drill set, a cop pulled up and kicked a different skater out from a different area outside the restricted fence. Well, I was inside the restricted fence, where it said I’d be arrested. Instead of waiting for him to see me, I slipped out and went across the street to a Bank of America lot where I’ve skated a few times before. Managed to do a Drill Set 2.1. Again, it wasn’t easy. A few nights before it came like a piece of cake. The night before, and night night, however, it was a struggle. Especially the heelflips.
Practice set: I tried 75 times to land a tre flip. I landed zero. Came close a ton. Especially number #62. Very close a ton.
Totally enjoyed playing around on the parking blocks. Front and backside boardslides. Even did a few fakie boardslides. A first. Am so glad I played around and did that drill set. Even if it wasn’t the most graceful (ok it kind of sucked), and it took forever, it was the only thing I wanted to be doing, and I’m so glad I could do it.
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