My childhood hero was Marty McFly from the 80s sci-fi series, Back to the Future. He was the reason I started skateboarding. I wanted to be just like him, travelling through time, having the craziest skateboard adventures. I wanted that too. My first skateboard, a complete with neon yellow wheels and a giant arrow pointing forward, was way too big for me.
It soon became clear that I was a lost cause in school, much to the annoyance of my teachers. I was the student who only learned his ABC’s by association. For me, N stood for “Nutella”, P for “puzzle”, and S for “skateboarding.” Even then, I knew skateboarding was my great love as I spent the days rolling through my hometown of Lich, near Frankfurt, from dawn till dusk. Through sponsorships I was able to focus solely on skateboarding. I skated competitions, had photos in magazines, and had parts in various skate-videos.
Later, as it sometimes happens, I found another passion, one that didn’t come on four wheels. After toying around with cameras long enough, I realized I wanted to be a cinematographer. Temptation was strong and cinematography turned into something of a torrid affair. Years later, I used a skateboarding film to apply to the Film Academy in Ludwigsburg near Stuttgart. I was accepted and started my formal studies. As those studies neared their end, I needed a little more clarity in my relationships; I wanted to find out which passion was my great love, and which just a fling. So, I committed last summer to a trip across Germany. A trip that would take me from a professional skater to a weekend-warrior so that I could devote myself wholeheartedly to my great love: the camera.
Three gears across Germany, three gears into the future.