"About eight years ago some friends and I first discovered the slab of concrete that is now referred to as “foundation”. Between the long brown weeds extruding from cracks in the cement and the hundreds of rusty nails that laid seemingly everywhere, we skated a tipped over filing cabinet, a few pole jams scattered about, and the flat gap. I remember thinking how rad it would be to have something permanent here, an obstacle that wouldn’t rot or be hauled away by people for scrap metal. My dream was to have a nice cinder block ledge and maybe a cement bank or quarter pipe. A few years later the first quarter pipe was poured and since then, the momentum hasn’t stopped.
Without the DIY scene, I don’t know if there would be much of a skate community in Asheville. Skateboarding is illegal downtown, where it is nearly impossible to skate from your car to Push (the skate shop) without getting a ticket. The foundation embodies what I love most about skateboarding, a community of people from various backgrounds who can embrace their differences and all come together for the love of something so insignificant to most, a piece of wood with wheels. Asheville’s popularity has grown rapidly and with it many of Asheville staples are being tossed away to make room for new development. I wanted to make an ode to a place where I have spent countless hours, because it could be gone tomorrow. This DIY community represents a genuine and creative group of people that I feel is being lost in Asheville due to gentrification. I made these photographs of the people involved in this community not only as a way of remembrance but also as a way to show why grassroots projects such as this one must be preserved. This is my family."
- George Etheredge