Andi Lehmann

Michael Albin

Shaun White

Terje Hakonsen

Anne Flore Marxer

Anne Flore Marxer

Alex Schmaltz

Andy Finsch

Christel Thoresen

Andrew Crawford

Martin Rutz

Thomas Beckna Eberharter

Chris Bachmann

Christoph Thoresen

Christopn Thoresen

Danny Larsen

David Benedek

David Nye


Dimitri Fesenko

Drew Stevenson

Ed Leigh

Eero Ettala

Eero Ettala

Eric Themel

Fadri Jecklin

Filippo Kratter

Filippo Kratter

Silli Mittermueller

Erik Haugo

Stefan Gimpl

Steve Gruber

Tina Birbaum

Giacomo Kratter

Gian Simmen

Hansi Herbig

Ingmar Backmann

Jakob Soederquist

Quentin Robbins

Jamie Lynn

Jan Michaelis

Martin Haselwarter

Johan Olofson

Jonte Edwardson

Joni Malmi

Mark Frank Montoya

Patrick Armbruster

Marko Grilic

Mini Karpf

Nicolas Mueller

Fredrick Sarvell

Jussi Oksanen

Nicola Thost

Lukas Goller

Marku Koski

Markus Keller

Xave Hoffmann

Marco Lutz

Wolle Nyvelt

Pelle Janson

Book Nature of Snowboarding


Eye to eye
Used to be, knowledge was passed on from one savvy to another. Whether it be kings or shamans, hunters or farmers, priestesses or wise guys, the constellation was the same. The art and the eye for things handed down from one master to his chosen disciple. The disciple, zealous, rebellious and chosen as he was, would not only learn what was to be learned, but would also twist the art, spin it and move it forward. Ideally, after some «patience, young Skywalker» lines, the disciple would take his art further than even master had thought possible. Unfortunately, then writing was invented.

Writing is said to make great thoughts immortal. And most people think that’s good. But with the introduction of writing and media, two nasty things happened: For one, master and disciples no longer know each other. The master, originator of thought, replaced by the teacher: Gnostic used-car salesmen, underpaid, pitching thoughts far greater than their own. The chosen disciple, formerly a harbor of raw talent, replaced by flocks of either smart bored or motivated dull students. Writing killed faith, the kind you get listening to someone who really knows. Because he invented it. Or because he was there. Or because he was chosen to learn from someone who was there. Instead we read impersonal words. We interpret masks, not faces. Religious wars are fought on different understanding of the same old books – between adversaries who both weren’t there.

And with writing making thoughts immortal, the real masters in life started losing to masters of the letter. Used to be, a master spent his days creating and achieving. His last achievement was the education of a chosen disciple before he died. Modern masters must either choose to achieve or choose to write. Because one lifetime rarely allows both. Immortal thoughts we read are usually just that: Thoughts written down by people with no other achievements than having thought and written something. The reason why our world is split in theory and practice.

Why am I telling you this? Many things have been written about snowboarding. And that’s one of this sport’s biggest problems: Too much said. Too many used-car salesmen telling too many unchosen, unmotivated or untalented disciples about what might have been the true faith of snowboarding. Too many people using our masters‘ words expression, individuality and independence all wrong. Except for these introductory words, what you hold in your hands is the anti-textbook of snowboarding. Nothing to read and misinterpret. No moves or rituals to copy ‘till they fade. Just portraits of original riders and makers, masters of the sport. And while they don’t want to teach you anything, looking at these faces might tell you more about the nature of snowboarding than anything you’ve ever read.

Johannes Eisenhut

84 pages (23 x 28.5cm)
duotone & hard cover
Design: Raffinerie
ISBN: 3-9809430-2-x
Rupa Publishing, Germany
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