
It might look like a drawing but it's a photo,
taken just a few blocks from my house.


This is not what I expected to see. I attribute this to the weirdness of the movie I'm watching - "Cisco Pike". It's not what I expected to see either. It isn't a lively time capsule of Los Angeles in the early 70's. For the most part its a listless, meandering, stoner talkfest. Kris Kristoferson is in every scene and he (under)plays them all as the brooding hippie loner, pissed off at the evil hypocrisy of The Man. Harry Dean Stanton arrives to liven things up but that lasts for about five minutes.
Literally digging ditches for a less than thriving church near downtown, this man was covered in sweat at nine in the morning. I asked to take his photo and in a heavy African accent he very politely explained that I couldn't for fear of losing his spirit. But then with a laugh he compromised by allowing me to take a shot from the back.
Quote of the Night:
This evening, in keeping with my "I'm photographing L.A., all of it" credo, I walked through both the Echo Park and Sunset Junction sections of Sunset Blvd. For you out-of-towners, these are the semi skanky, semi hip parts of Sunset Blvd., east of East Hollywood. Yep, it was a helluva lot of walking.