I’m shooting everything I can possibly shoot, so I can become one with the 1D before tour starts. Today, I got some fun freerunning shots in Santa Monica. Check out my Flickr stream for more.
After Effects Doodle: Day 1 (510 shoes)
Next week, Sean needs to After-Effects me a tan.
In my free time, I jump off of tall shit.
On set with MTV’s Ultimate Parkour Challenge.
![I got assaulted at Venice beach today.
It was such a weird situation. The ponytail guy (above, being handcuffed) is some kind of regular at the Venice Beach Skatepark. I was out there with my parkour group, and a handful of us were using part of the skatepark, while hanging out with a few of the skaters. Ponytail guy comes up, and tells us that “[they] don’t do that faggot acrobat shit” at the skatepark, and that we need to get out. We asked him why we should listen to him, and he claimed that he “owned” the place.
We kept arguing. There’s no rules about being at the skatepark with no skateboard, and we were getting along fine with the people in our area. The park was slow, and there really weren’t any problems until he showed up.
I thought it was pretty fucked up and ironic. This guy was obviously an old-school Alva-era skateboarder, and he was bitching at us to do our sport away from “his” territory.
We stepped off the skatepark property, and onto a nearby area with some trees. We were messing around on the trees and railings, when he came over and told us to “fuck off now, or do it the hard way”. I told him to call the cops if we weren’t allowed there. He responded by picking me up by the throat, and throwing me into a railing. Within seconds, he had five dudes at his back, with one of me picking me up by the shirt while he reached for my backpack (contains: wallet, two phones, two sets of keys). I fought off the shirt guy, grabbed the other strap of my bag and got flung around while he tried to grab it from me. At that point, the rest of my group jumped in, got Ponytail guy off of me, and we left to avoid a brawl.
The police came within a couple minutes, and I explained the situation. I was bloodied, but nothing serious. I said that I was willing to press charges for battery, and they went and talked to Ponytail guy. He alleged that I hit him first (?) and that my injuries were from running around in the skatepark. If I chose to go through with pressing charges on him, he would have done the same to me, and we both would have gone to jail until courts open on Monday.
It’s fucked up on a few levels. First off, a skateboarder kicking us out of a (public) space because we were doing our sport there? More importantly, it’s crazy how people like that can game the legal system and get away with things like this. I was 100% in the right, but Ponytail and his crew had time to corroborate a story (and hide his knife) before the cops were able to get there. It would have been the word of myself and my friends, versus his - with only minor injuries to act as any kind of evidence. It’s like it never happened.
On the plus side, I have an excuse to never visit Venice beach again!](http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l2hrg38Jxr1qz51uko1_500.jpg)
I got assaulted at Venice beach today.
It was such a weird situation. The ponytail guy (above, being handcuffed) is some kind of regular at the Venice Beach Skatepark. I was out there with my parkour group, and a handful of us were using part of the skatepark, while hanging out with a few of the skaters. Ponytail guy comes up, and tells us that “[they] don’t do that faggot acrobat shit” at the skatepark, and that we need to get out. We asked him why we should listen to him, and he claimed that he “owned” the place.
We kept arguing. There’s no rules about being at the skatepark with no skateboard, and we were getting along fine with the people in our area. The park was slow, and there really weren’t any problems until he showed up.
I thought it was pretty fucked up and ironic. This guy was obviously an old-school Alva-era skateboarder, and he was bitching at us to do our sport away from “his” territory.
We stepped off the skatepark property, and onto a nearby area with some trees. We were messing around on the trees and railings, when he came over and told us to “fuck off now, or do it the hard way”. I told him to call the cops if we weren’t allowed there. He responded by picking me up by the throat, and throwing me into a railing. Within seconds, he had five dudes at his back, with one of me picking me up by the shirt while he reached for my backpack (contains: wallet, two phones, two sets of keys). I fought off the shirt guy, grabbed the other strap of my bag and got flung around while he tried to grab it from me. At that point, the rest of my group jumped in, got Ponytail guy off of me, and we left to avoid a brawl.
The police came within a couple minutes, and I explained the situation. I was bloodied, but nothing serious. I said that I was willing to press charges for battery, and they went and talked to Ponytail guy. He alleged that I hit him first (?) and that my injuries were from running around in the skatepark. If I chose to go through with pressing charges on him, he would have done the same to me, and we both would have gone to jail until courts open on Monday.
It’s fucked up on a few levels. First off, a skateboarder kicking us out of a (public) space because we were doing our sport there? More importantly, it’s crazy how people like that can game the legal system and get away with things like this. I was 100% in the right, but Ponytail and his crew had time to corroborate a story (and hide his knife) before the cops were able to get there. It would have been the word of myself and my friends, versus his - with only minor injuries to act as any kind of evidence. It’s like it never happened.
On the plus side, I have an excuse to never visit Venice beach again!
Today was a day for wallflips.
Saturday in Santa Monica
After eight months of post production, this came out pretty well. Watch for me in the background of the roof scenes (blue shirt, to the left) and the speed round (red shirt, starting line).
GPOYW: Hardcore Parkour edition.
Still pulled from Brian’s camera during a parkour session at CSUN.
When you shoot sixty pictures per second, one or two usually come out well.
Parkour Fail Friday
