I’d be safe and warm if I was in LA.
California dreamin’ on such a winter’s dayI believe it is safe to say that I very much miss California right now.
Photographer: Lou O’ Bedlam
The mental calculus involved in choosing who to photograph is complex. Nuanced. Almost impossible to describe.
With Roxanne, it was that she liked comic books and had perfect eyes.
That shade of blue I associate with psychic powers, that’s her eyes. I was tempted to ask if they were contact lenses, but didn’t, because that’s rather ridiculous.
I basically assumed she was a cool nerd with eyes that would peer into my soul and tell me Why I’m Here.
That did not happen. But we did have a lovely walk through a neighborhood with inexplicable storefronts and stories of failed First Date Pranks.
The house behind her would’ve been nice, had it not been left to rot. Charming den area with a brick fireplace, several bathrooms, at least three bedrooms…though, the bathrooms were right next to each other, the bedrooms were tiny, the closet space oddly situated.
Not all that sturdy, either, as I was able to kick my way through a wall without much trouble. Thinking back, it was a weird joint, large in all the wrong places, laid out without any thought to comfort or flair.
Perhaps it was better off as it was, home to a white owl, backdrop for my photos.
from this morning’s shoot with Alexandra.
Where she introduced me to Cody, where we made our way into an abandoned house, where we found a giant LIVE owl, where we scoffed at unimaginative graffiti, where I played with the LED lights I bought a few weeks back.
Where we all had ourselves a fine fine time.
from the last time I shot Alexandra.
An Alta Dena afternoon (via Instagram).
