Here’s an old photo I’ve been holding onto for a long time. Why I do that — hold onto things until nobody is interested before releasing to the public? I do it with photos, video, even my records. Like I’ll collect trip-hop, or psych, or northern soul records, then wait until nobody cares about those genres any more before putting them in a podcast or mix.
But this particular photo is a special case. Way back in 2004 I planned on putting together a parkour magazine. It’s name: Ante. It would’ve been the first, hell the only, parkour mag out there. So I started saving the best of my pics as content for the mag. But as with all things I invest my time in, it’s hard finding others to get on board. Or maybe I suck at organizing people. Or more likely I’m a bitch to work with. Admittedly I’m a bit of a perfectionist — which people always claim as if its a good thing or something, but to me it’s a debilitating mental condition which drastically reduces productivity. Anyway, I’m woorking on it.
So now that there’s no chance Ante will see the light, here ya go. This pic is a pretty good representation of the early Vancouver parkour scene. Lots of excitement, youth, and of course: big gaps. By today’s standards we didn’t know what the hell we were doing, but we certainly had fun doing it.