At the Getty Museum. The apex of a large waterfall.
Nobu at Ubon.
reflecting on reflections
a personal statement
Or two. Or three.
a matter of perspective
before and after
I took this first picture today for the Photo Friday theme "candy":
But, though I like the image, it's not that dissimilar from dozens of others already on this week's list. Truth is, this picture I took a few months ago sums up the theme better. Particularly Sophia's expression:
seen but not heard
a dollar a bunch
At the farmer's market.
in my back yard
Quintessential California: lemon trees and bougainvillea. Sometimes I pinch myself. This is not my inner landscape. Still, I don't seem to wake up. Strange.
today was the party
More pictures (and some words) from Damian's birthday party later this week...
she's got legs
At the hair salon.
At the Sunday Hollywood Farmer's Market
an arc of lights
At the Arclight Cinema complex in Hollywood.
at the Grand Luxe
The Grand Luxe Cafe is new to LA, an import from Las Vegas. Its roots are showing. Cavernous interior, baroque design elements that should clash but somehow don't, and a long wait. It takes itself a little too seriously.
Then again, maybe it fits right in here.
The number of people waiting in the foyer would fill another restaurant.
Down the Spanish-influenced hallway into the Italianate ballroom -- I mean main room.
The ghost busboy.
The waiter with his white kerchief (well, okay, napkin). Right pocket means I Surrender.
There is nevertheless something oddly lovely about the place.
And the food's not bad.
And sometimes it's not about the aesthetic of the thing at all.