It was in Miami earlier this year that we first heard the phrase “coronavirus.” This was a January trip celebrating the impending birth of Pryce’s first child, so skateboarding was limited to “checking out the skatepark,” with priority otherwise placed on sitting around doing nothing all day, and hearing someone play “The Box” every four seconds, all night.
A couple things happened on earth between then and now.
“In a sense, Jeff Grosso’s contributions to the world aren’t singular but part of an entire point of view — one that could reflect how ridiculous life is while also hugging what he viewed as important tightly in secret. That’s an art. The ability to make things like skateboarding that feel so disposable yet life-changing — tricks that last seconds, yet feel immortal.” — A Loveletter to Jeff Grosso.
“I kind of wonder how I had so much nerve to do some of those graphics.” This is nine months old, but shout to Palomino for just linking it — an hour-long interview with Mark McKee that gives insight into the wild west era of skateboard graphics.