I love that moment. First it’s so L.A. in every way. They’re both simply trying to do their jobs. They’re both understanding that, yet, have to confront each other. Amicably. It’s something about street skateboarding. That social tension that needs to somehow, flow.
Ishod being Ishod:
He goes for it. Drenched in sweat, not the first try. His body probably hurtin’, tired, ready for food but gotta get some clips! That’s his job and she has to acknowledge that while doing hers. Respectfully disrespectful. It’s a crazy dance.
Ishod being Ishod, he lands on that rail like he’s sipping some mojito. The man is possessed.
Utilizing cities like absolutely no one else does, will always be entertaining to me. Thank y’all, street pros. Much love.