Kilian Martin and the Beauty of Abandoned Places

I'm not what you would call a skateboarding fan. Most of the time, it's the sort of thing that doesn't even register. . . not until a kid cruises by me on the sidewalk, arms arcing and cutting the air around him, or when we visit friends in Logan Square and see the kids in the murk and deep of the skate park under I-90. But this video is beautiful and sad and nostalgic and filled with grace. Art lives where art can. . .