The Hidden Architecture of BMX

It is rare to find trails as finely managed as these—Each lip chiseled, their red clay complimenting the depth of the sky’s blue. Though they are made to ride, bmx trails have always drawn out a peculiar phenomenon: the captivation of a stare—an object, though made for a functional purpose, becomes a spectacle. Again, it is rare that you find a set of trails like these—a set of trails that compels you to look at them instead of ride them. And yet, despite not actively flowing through a section, one’s mind visualizes the lines, the bends in space, the rhythm sections that twist and turn when navigated. These are the products of architects, re-affirming a grasp on topography. The hillside has been changed, much like a building’s enclosure, which is ontologically inhabited by only the dirt jumper. They are the grass roots architects; shovel in hand, waiting for the rain when the soil is ready.

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Text: Andy Peterson
Photos: http://www.flickr.com/photos/pedpaula