Echo Park Market

Trianon Apartments

Driving around East Hollywood with no idea where to go for another picture, I decided that when the current Bob Dylan song was over, I would pull over and just start walking. After twenty uneventful minutes, I found The Trianon Apartments. There's certainly nothing else in the vicinity that suggests this was once prime Hollywood real estate or that it holds yet another tucked away example of the chateau style of architecture that was so common in Los Angeles in the late Twenties and early Thirties.

Morning Light In Silverlake

Sunshine

Highlight of the weekend: Walked (walked) to the Rothko show at the branch? annex? of the Los Angeles County Art Museum at the Pacific Design Center.

Looking For Work

Looking for work on Hollywood Blvd.

(As you may know, if you click onto this or any of my photos, you will get a bigger shot with more detail.)

Cold Morning

Gladiola

Street Lamp (Venice)

Motorcycle (Venice)

Exact Center of L.A.?

I was out hiking yesterday in Franklin Canyon (trying to find some less grim photos for the J-Weed) when I came across the above plaque embedded in a small slab of cement. I hope its legible but it seems to say that it marks the exact center of Los Angeles, complete with longitude and latitude. If this is true, the quaint wooden bridge is about fifty feet from the center of the city of Los Angeles. I have no idea of this true but it certainly helps me to think of "LA" a little differently.

Nothingness Is A Somethingness

Red Hat, Red Shoes

Hollywood Tree

Once a friend told me about using the dictionary as a divination tool. The idea was to open the book and see which one of the words at the top of the page you resonate with. Today "self-distrusting" was at the top of the page. But let's not dwell on that. It could be that Pass The Hatchet by Yo La Tengo is my favorite song from 2006.

Echo Park Sofa

Not Sick No More

After nearly cracking a rib from coughing, I drank a shot of the above cough syrup, took the above photo from bed and was asleep probably ten seconds later.
Vignette of the Night - taking pictures, or trying to find some, in Hollywood and in order to take the most direct route back to my car, I walked down Santa Monica Blvd from Highland to La Brea. Also had a donut at "Donut Time". Truly a "Street of Lost Souls."
"Meal" of the Night - Trader Joes vegetarian corn dogs in my new extra-big toaster oven (Thank you, Denise. Thank you, Caroline.)
Music of the Night - "Peace Piece" and "Blue in Green" by Bill Evans

Faucet

Winter in L.A.

Winter in L.A. (2)

Still sick.

Quote of the Night: It’s about narcissism... So much of what is done on the web is people getting on there and writing their diaries as though everyone ought to care about every one's inner turmoils. I mean it’s extraordinary...

George Will

Fence at Venice Beach

(Actually, I think its the structure that supports the Santa Monica Pier, but that doesn't sound as nice.)

Still sick.

Germiness

Yep, I'm sick.

Because I read that Lou Reed is staging his "Berlin" album, I tried to listen to it for the first time in a whole lotta years. I couldn't get through too much of it (his writing is just too thin) but it did give me the chance, via Napster's surprisingly wide selection, to listen to the solo work of other ex-Velvets, Nico, John Cale and Moe Tucker. None of them mixed too well with a head full of cold medicine, black tea and Starbucks espresso brownies but it did lead me to "Music For Films" by Brian Eno.