I brake for streetlights
Los Angeles has more than four hundred styles of streetlights spread around its metropolitan area and India Manderlkern wrote a beautiful book about them. It’s called Electric Moons: A Social History of Street Lighting in
Silent faces, loud bodies: The Art of Mannequins
Mannequins are very much like actors. Theatrical actors are taught that emotions are expressed by gestures, and gestures start from the core of one’s body and unravel through their limbs. And, finally, they are painted
Can’t get out of a rut? Rethink creativity!
Sometimes we do very creative things, and then we stop, and we don’t understand why. We feel “less” creative, less inspired. Maybe the problem is how we think of creativity? Maybe there are two ways
Mission Magic
Rick Springfield is famous for singing about the girlfriend of his friend Jessie, and raving about her body and her eyes, and wanting to make her his – or get a girl like that anyway.
Scenes from the First Day of Summer
It felt like the first day of summer in two years because there was so much joy. I don’t want to speculate on the nature of this joy, I want to take it at face value. It felt like the first safe day of summer. …
Reach Out
Tom the photographer, Tom the doctor in philosophy, and Father Tom the disappointed religious scholar finally coexisted in an icon. The images were ludicrous at first, but the more you looked at them the more sense they seemed to make. …
California Dreamin’ (is not the song you are looking for)
Social media abounds with posts tagged #californiadreamin. Santa Monica sunsets, Downtown dusks, lazy afternoons in Melrose, crisps brunches at the Beverly Hills Hotel. Malibu. San Diego. There, you are California Dreaming’. And if you have
La Couleur Locale
This is a small study into the colors of Los Angeles. When you think of Los Angeles, and Coastal Southern California, you think of a warm mix of yellow, turquoise, purple and blue. And, basically,
Euphoria
Euphoria signifies a “a feeling or state of intense excitement and happiness.” This word kept coming back to me as I climbed the Josephine Peak trail this morning, and as I walked down. You will understand me, because this is what
Coyotes are liquid (…and other things I learnt as I waited for the Sun to rise at Griffith Observatory)
On Sunday morning I was out and about pretty early, and I was to pick up a Polaroid from a friend in Silver Lake at nine, so I decided to make the most out of