On a Monday morning in July skateboarder Matthew Stollmeyer and I headed towards Chaguaramas. This area is the practice grounds for a select few of the Trinidad's skateboarding community. I found the juxtaposition of us quite interesting against the morning hustle and how it almost completely vanished when we arrived at our destination greeting joggers, cyclists, wackermen and persons heading to and from their AM sea bath as we passed.
The culture of skateboarding on our island is noticeably different from the plethora of images that typically surround the sport. The genuine representation of this experience is what Matthew and I were keen on capturing. Far removed from concrete walls, graffiti, hipsters and commercial endorsements this Caribbean space can often find one on the border of civilization and bush.
The differences from the commercially recognisable aesthetic of this practice here manifested itself in these ways, for one it's hot and the chill of 6am surrounded by hills of green and mist is not enough to keep one from sweating through every article of clothing, hence bareback is the prescribed if not practical means of attire.
Additionally the convenience of expansive multileveled riding surfaces is often limited, even in our urban settings, not to mention the security who I've continuously observed running small groups and individuals interested in developing their skills in parkades, promenades and store fronts. Thus the quiet of unpopulated often abandoned warehouses and ruined platforms scattered in the Chaguaramas environs serves the purpose well.
Much more of the experience could be articulated, however, just look at the images, grasp the boy, the surroundings, imagine greenery that went on as far as we could see and the sea just past the trees. Now do all this while listening to your favourite piece of ambient electro, that was our Monday morning.