Early morning in front of Grauman’s Chinese Theater in Hollywood, a pigeon drinks water and eats bread crumbs from the tender cement prints of Morgan Freeman, Bird Feeder.
Archive for the ‘California’ Category
Morgan Freeman, Bird Feeder
Wednesday, January 11th, 2012Clocked Out
Tuesday, January 10th, 2012Images from the service area of an old car dealership in Los Angeles. On one stripped wall, the interesting association of an American flag with a greasy castle.
Here Comes “The Sun”, Issue 431
Saturday, October 15th, 2011Back from Chicago’s Black Cloud Gallery and the Beginnings exhibition opening with my flag photo (thanks all, wonderful time) and I find a packet in the mail of The Sun Magazine copies (thanks Sun!) with a photo of mine inside. Sent it a couple years ago, a familiar sight in Santa Monica for anyone who has spent months of their life there. November 2011 issue, page 28.
Owl and Friend
Sunday, May 22nd, 2011High under the rafters in exhibition; Yosemite Nat. Park, CA
Road Blocked
Sunday, February 6th, 2011The meeting of machines on a narrow sidewalk, not enough room to avoid confrontation. I say, he who flies the flag gets the honors. Los Angeles/Echo Park, CA.
North of Yosemite
Sunday, December 5th, 2010Just north of Yosemite. The real meets the ideal. I honestly do not know which representation is better.
Dust Bowl Blues
Sunday, December 5th, 2010South of Fresno, CA (Fall 2010) a couple cars parked off the highway next to the fill-er-up. Dust caked and time baked to distinction. Ultimately bound for glory in my book. Nice juxtaposition with the Christmas lights permanently fixed to the house.
The Eyes Have It
Thursday, February 11th, 2010Was tying my shoe when I got the feeling I was being watched…surveillance camera on a pole in front of a painted pair of eyes, 3rd St. Promenade in Santa Monica, California.
Sunday, January 13th, 2008
From the sunshine of Venice, CA last year. Wandering between edits on a commercial television production. Trying now to remember what the warmth feels like. It was quite a walk from Santa Monica.
And since it’s so gloomy out here in Royal Oak, I think I’ll scan me a batch of slides and negs from the last couple of years. But that means sitting in the “cold” room. Well, let’s just see how the day plays out…
