I haven’t posted in ages– trapped by both lack of time and lack of money. But a little walk to the ocean resulted in this image of Santa Monica in the late afternoon, and I thought I’d share.
I caught a showing of To Rome with a friend last night, and while we were talking on the street after the film, I was taken with the way the palm trees and street lamps mirrored one another. Alas, I couldn’t quite get it right– I needed a ladder to avoid the glare and get the framing right. Still, Wilshire at dusk captured my attention.
I have a strange relationship with Venice, CA. There are things about it that I love: great restaurants, interesting art galleries and some shopping that would be enticing if I had any money. I love the colors of the city: a building can be painted “Easter Egg Blue” or “Ashes of Roses” and fit with the theme. These are all big pluses and huge draws.
The bohemian element alternately entices and repels depending on exactly how bohemian and whether or not I’ve found parking. What can I say; I can get cranky.
This summer I have attempted to explore more of the area. Even if I live in Los Angeles 20 years, I’ll always feel like a tourist in Venice. This morning that meant grabbing some nosh and watching that tiny bit of the world awaken.
It should come as no surprise that I have an entire folder full of random (and not so random) color photos from the road. These are really snapshots of mood, for the most part. While a few of them are clearly identifiable as being a particular location (like Hearst Castle or the Carmel Mission), there are some that are just images from along the road (or bridge I was traveling)– and yes, I mean this literally.