Rolling home from work yesterday I detoured up Fairfax* to Wilshire and the Los Angeles County Museum of Art to see the official lighting of Chris Burden’s “Urban Lights” sculpture in the museum’s courtyard. Flickr set here. * Point of order: Passing all the restaurants along Fairfax through the Little Ethiopia district when you’re hungry …
Last night during either “Survivor” or “Lost,” Jiggy and Ranger shared the sofa: (click to triplify)
What is this about? The Pigeon Belson stared through the miniblinds out the window up on the 25th floor and looked out past the shopping center and across the highway to the vast expanse of cemetery, a section of which was filled with tall gnarled oaks entwined with Spanish moss. Beneath one a funeral was …
(click to quadruplify) Instead of Jefferson up past the Target, I now roll home up Sepulveda to the Ballona Creek Bikeway and come across it to either Overland or Duquesne. Last night in the near-pitch black I was struck by the curving course of the waterway under the arching ped/bike bridge spanning it and stopped …
After work last night I blazed over to downtown for two reasons: 1) To stop throwing away $70 every month and cancel my seldom-used membership to the downtown YMCA, and 2) to attend the City of Los Angeles Bike Advisory Committee (BAC) meeting as a member of the newly formed Bike Writers Collective (BWC) whose …
What is this about? Ernestly* One bullet left. Him? Me? Him. *Ernest Hemingway was once challenged to write a six-word novel and came up with “For Sale. Baby shoes. Never used.” He’s reputed to have called it his best work. I make no such claims with mine, especially since I spent more time writing this …
Owing to my understanding that an untouched mural can be a fleeting thing and my new year’s resolution not to put off until later what one can do now, I stopped meaning to stop and snap this yesterday and instead did (click to quadruplify): In the lower right looks to be the artist’s name and …