Surfing, Skateboarding, Music, Photography, Travel, Culture and general antics of the youth on the run.
He’s the gypsy. The wild man. The vagabond. The dude who smokes. Nti Sheeto. This is Us. Yeah Dude. Incredible talent. Free spirit. Kind-hearted. Lizard. Fun. Hessian. Human. Yes, he is many of these things and much more
An honest, authentic, death-defying Fairly Normal on Christian Fletcher and the infinite and un-ending influence he’s had on us all.
It’s rad to meet someone like this. It’s nice to know they still exist, beneath the surface of the mainstream, drawing, skating, creating and fucking shredding.
Hit play, devour some of our bandwidth and meet the modest man who’s making Merewether Beach so proud — and start to understand why we’re so certain he’ll be grabbing a lot more of that spotlight he’s earned very soon.
It may not translate to results on the WQS, but there aren’t many people we’d rather watch high-line and arc. He’s the kind of surfer who could never do another air and we’d still enjoy every nuance of his style.
He has one of those styles rooted in unpredictability and recklessness, hucking himself at sections, but doing it with flow (a la young Dane Reynolds)
Meet the dude we all thought we knew but now realize we’ve only just scratched the surface on.
A lethal combination of style, technical prowess and the most precise bit of fuck-it, all baked in to produce what has become the new elite in modern skateboarding.
“Waiting in line at an amusement park is like going through the airport TSA line 20 times to go on a variety of 20 second plane rides.”
You’ll see us eat some nachos and get to the bottom of why skaters think we’re pussies, then spontaneously hop a plane to a lonely desert
The perfect day with Jack Freestone: a coffee, shit-talking, a fun surf at D-Bah, lunch, shit-talking resumes, another really fun surf at Kirra, a beer on the veranda, barbecue. Fin!
We called Ben and asked for a glimpse at what his interpretation of domesticity looks like living as a professional skateboarder in the shadow of both The Roosevelt Hotel and Hollywood High