Wednesday, December 31, 2008
I listened to Blue Grass while rolling down Pearblossom Highway through Littlerock (Littlerock, CA). The music acts as a movie soundtrack while passing quaint diners like Big Al's Burgers or Billy Boy's Cafe. Unfortunately, many of the small boutiques and cafes along this lonesome two-lane have recently been shut down. Most likely victims of our troubled economy.
Pictured above is a mini truck stop, Desert Lodge Market. The only trucks I saw were passing by at 55 miles per hour. A lone Honda Civic, parked on the dirt was holding down the fort.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
A photographer could spend hours at this fertile location. It’s twisted, steely walls and waves of light capture the attention of artists and casual observers alike. During hot sunny days, sunbeams reflect off the sides blinding motorists and reportedly causing neighboring buildings to experience higher energy bills. Oh well.
Monday, December 29, 2008
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Fans of the 1960s TV show, Dragnet, will recognize Los Angeles City Hall in the distance. For many years, the 1928, iconic structure towered above all other buildings in the area. It still remains the tallest base isolated structure in the world.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
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"So, how was that?" he asked with vigor.
I grinned and while extending my right hand in a shake, I told him, "You just made my day!"
Saturday, December 20, 2008
The photo I was looking for was for the theme, laughter. I saw that flowing from the women in the wheel chair. People around her saw it too and smiled with her.
Despite the woman's challenges and obvious daily struggles, she possesses something many don't have: Joy.
Friday, December 19, 2008
San Marino is directly south of Pasadena, CA--10 miles east of Los Angeles.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
For the record, I am not a fan of clowns; they freak me out. I'll stick with Speedee.
Downtown LA -- A few years ago, City planners and creative investors began a project in Downtown Los Angeles. Sections once ruled by drug-infested Skid Row, slowly turned into an attractive place to live. Now, more and more 19th and 20th century buildings are becoming upscale condos, studio apartments and artsy lofts. Trendy restaurants and chic boutiques are popping up like spring flowers. Visitors will find hip coffee houses and Gen-X hangouts lining the 120-plus year old streets. But urban hazards still lurk around corners--there is still more work to be had.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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Saturday, December 13, 2008
The day was cool, cloudy with intermittent sprinkles, refreshing the contestants as they began sweeping past the finish line today at around 9:30 am.
For those familiar with Pasadena, the arching tree-lined street of El Molino provides a plethora of storybook homes. It's no wonder Hollywood makes this street their "American neighborhood" of choice for so many movies and commercials.
This particular home was made famous in the 1991 and 1995 films Father of the Bride; it has "family" built into the mortar.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Yesterday, while driving home, I couldn't ignore the last gloaming of the evening sun with the watchful moon above. The hazy light beautifully shone both on the industrial as well as the natural, as seen against the pastel blue foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
The Route 66 section of Fair Oaks continues north towards the mountains shown above, and turns right heading east on Colorado Boulevard made famous for the Pasadena Tournament of Roses Parade.
There is enough history and photo opportunities to fill a month of daily photos. Our prolific photographer and writer-friend, Laurie Allee at Glimpses of South Pasadena, has featured plenty about the history and charm of this part of town.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
For those who are not familiar, The Carpenter's were a 1970s sibling duo whose melodic songs pushed the Top 40 for a decade. I grew up listening to, and falling in love with Karen Carpenter. As a nine year-old, I used to dream of someday meeting her. The closest I ever got was in the mid 1970s from the 23rd row at the "Fabulous Forum" in LA. The Carpenter's house was made famous in their 1973 album, Now and Then (Inset on the photo).
As I drove up to the modest home, others were sadly driving by the tired and overgrown house. That was last winter. I paid another visit to learn the house is still there.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Speaking of fast food, Downey is also home to the first global pseudo-Mexican junk food icon, Taco Bell. Spain, UK and India: Taco Bell is coming soon...
Monday, December 8, 2008
I asked Ben where he lives. He winced, looked off to the horizon and told me, "I live where ever I can find a place." After asking for a buck, I came back asking for a more specific answer to where do you live.
Ben told me that he lives on the streets about two weeks out of each month. He said the city of Santa Monica (west end of Los Angeles), provides temporary housing and /or monthly checks to those wondering the streets. He explained that the money pays for about a week in a cheep motel, then he finds other places to sleep. Ben told me his story of how he got to this place with a sense of pride.
I asked him if he could wave a magic wand, what would he want to change in his live. Without hesitation, he looked me in my eyes and said he wouldn't change a thing.
Ben said that during the warmer months, he travels the US and Canada. When it starts getting cold, cities give transients free bus tickets to Santa Monica. He said that Santa Monica is the place to be in the winter months, "Who can resist free food and a check just for being homeless?"
I ended up giving Ben that dollar in return for allowing me to take a series of photos and asking him questions. He was very grateful.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
The "B.P.O.E." written on the arch stands for the Benevolent and Protective Order of Elks. It was to commemorate the Elks' national convention held in Los Angeles in 1909. Wouldn't you had loved to be a fly on the wall at that convention?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
When I was a kid, I deliberately crossed the line just to see what all the fuss was about. If Peter Rabbet can trespass Mr. McGregor's garden, why the heck can't I see what's on the other side of the "Do Not Enter" sign?
I wimped out and remained on my side of the sign. Instead I took a few photos while being watched by a maintenance worker.
I was working in Palm Springs yesterday (about 100 miles east of Los Angeles) and on my way home I made a quick detour on one of the service roads to explore. Just as we've seen in Hollywood films, those huge wind mills and lonesome highways really do exist. Although, lonesome can be subjective, most of the roads are fairly driven on, except for this one today.
There is something about driving in the California deserts; everything looks cool, even the road signs.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
During this time, I made lots of friends, most of which were of religions other than my own. We respected each other and in turn, I ended up learning a lot about their beliefs.
Swami (as he liked to be called), became a friend and ally. Swami and I looked out for each other. We shared each others meals, stories and spent hours talking about life, values and ideas. Eventually, Swami left Los Angeles for India to be with his family.
The gentleman who spit on me later allowed me to take his portrait. I returned the next week with a 5 x 7 of himself. With a tear in his eye, he smiled and explained, "No one has taken my picture since I was a boy." We too became friends.
I have a lot to be thankful for on this day.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
The drive through Tijuana is tough: my customers warn me of the crime and suggest I get in and out as fast as possible. However, once on Highway 1 heading south, the beautiful views of the Pacific Ocean distracts from the pockets of poverty that lines the toll road.
The shipping port town of Ensenada is about two hours south of San Diego, CA--about 4-1/2 hours south of Los Angeles.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
After a minute or two of a good ear rub and words of encouragement to the imprisoned bull dog, I took this parting shot. Words could not describe the disillusionment on his face.
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Built in 1933, the Art Deco structure provided a much needed service to the growing population of
Last year, however, Caltech sold the 13.4-acre property to a
One of the reasons this hospital is important to me it that it was in those interior walls that I first felt the slap of a hand, took a breath and saw light.