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08/28/2026

Shout Out Frankie Hill from a future legend! Nels "Gnarls" Rosen

07/19/2026

Most skateboard photographers start as skateboarders. Then one day the people you’re shooting become better than you ever were. That’s when it gets interesting.

I’ve been photographing Andy Anderson for a few years and the moments that stay with me aren’t the hammers everyone remembers. They’re the quiet ones, when nobody’s filming.

The other day at the new Malibu park, Andy dapped up a few locals, rolled over to an empty quarter pipe, and put together a beautiful little run. No pressure. No audience. Just skating for the love of skating.

A few minutes later he answered a kid’s questions, signed a board, and moved on.

Those are the moments I chase. Not the biggest trick of the day, but the reminders that the real magic in skateboarding happens when nobody thinks they’re performing.

07/12/2026

He**in

07/06/2026

The Visalia YMCA Skate Camp has been a West Coast institution for longer than most people care to admit. It’s one of those places that quietly becomes part of your DNA if you spend enough time chasing four little wheels. Tucked beneath the towering Sequoias, it’s less a summer camp than a pilgrimage—a few days where the outside world fades away and you’re left with nothing but skateboards, campfires, scraped shins, and the kind of stories that somehow get better every single year they’re told.
People assume it’s for kids. They’re wrong.
The beauty of Visalia is watching a twelve-year-old and a fifty-year-old equally convinced that launching themselves down a sketchy hill is a perfectly reasonable life choice. Around the fire at Lake Sequoia, age stops mattering. Everyone becomes the same sleep-deprived skate rat, trading war stories, heckling friends, celebrating slams, and laughing until your stomach hurts. It’s wonderfully ridiculous—the sort of beautiful stupidity that keeps you young.
This year I rolled in with the Powell crew and the Pizzanista! family, and it reminded me why this place has survived for decades while so many other traditions have quietly disappeared. The people make it. Always have.
The first time I came to Visalia Skate Camp was back in 1989. I’ve only made the trip a handful of times since then, but somehow that made this year’s return even sweeter. Maybe it’s perspective. Maybe it’s realizing that places like this don’t come around often anymore. Or maybe it’s just that spending a few days in the shadow of giant trees with lifelong friends, skate nerds, and unapologetic carcass huckers is exactly the medicine you didn’t know you needed.
Whatever the reason, this was my favorite trip yet.
Epic doesn’t even begin to cover it.

06/25/2026

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05/09/2026

04/22/2026

TONIGHT

04/21/2026

Pull Up!

04/20/2026

Wednesday night, the 22nd—show up or don’t, but know this: something raw, loud, and a little unhinged is going down. We’re running back He**in’s Mutate or Die—a film that doesn’t ask for your attention so much as grab you by the collar and shake it loose.

This isn’t for the kids. 21 and over, no exceptions. You’ll slip in through Tony’s—like you’re in on something you probably shouldn’t be—and find your way to the back where the noise lives.

The PIZZANISTA! crew will be there, holding court. No pretense, no velvet ropes—just people who get it. Come hungry, come curious, or just come to feel something. ALL THE INFO IN THE IMAGE ABOVE.

04/04/2026

Pre Booking has begun at https://skateboardinghalloffame.org