This is my favorite picture because of how it came to be.  You see reader, I was capturing flowers in my mother’s yard and she says to me “You know, you should take a picture of this flower here.”  I began photographing that flower, and then she says “what about this one?”   She stands behind me and says “you should get the rest of these flowers.”  Immediately I was annoyed, and I felt like asking her to leave me alone.  Fortunately, I didn’t. 

She began prepping and arranging her other flowers.  Immediately I realized that she loves her garden so much that she was flattered at the thought of having an admirer of her garden.  We spent the day together taking photographs and capturing the beauty of her garden. 

When her new flowers begin to bloom, we go outside and snap numerous exposures.  It is now her photography and my garden.

Life in the Fast Lane

Life in the fast Lane.  Taken over the Wilson Bridge over pass facing the Lake freeway entrance @ 8:30ish!  It was a date night but I had to snap a picture.

Art in Failures

This picture could have been taken anywhere in the world, but the truth is that it was taken just outside of Downtown Los Angeles.  The current trend is gentrification, and if that area fails to be gentrified the developers will move on and leave their failures behind.  Since one Man’s trash is another Man’s treasure, the developer’s trash becomes our treasure.

                This picture here blends Los Angeles Nature with failed gentrification.  The final result is a fusion of explosive colors and a reminder that Art truly is everywhere.  It is not always directly in front of our noses, and sometimes all we have to do is slightly change our angle.

This picture was taken on the Little Tokyo/ Downtown Los Angeles Border using my Canon EOS Rebel T3. 



What are you looking for?

Here’s a small telescope with no instructions and no advertisements.  It just simply sits here inviting and asking one single question; namely, "what are you looking for?"  I am not immune to curiosity, so I take the bait and hope that I could find what I am looking for although I have no idea what that thing is.  I insert three quarters and then ask "did I do it right?"  I realize that the timer has begun and I have sixty seconds to find what I am looking for, but I don’t know which direction in which to aim the telescope. I now have forty five seconds, so I just look through the hole and hope that I will immediately see that thing that I seek.  There is nothing.  I shake the telescope and wipe the lens because I don't know what else to do, and then I take another look.  There is still nothing.  I now have fifteen seconds left and I didn’t get to see anything.  I give up! The telescope is specifically designed to help you see what you are looking for; however, this telescope has failed me.  The look of disappointment sets in like fatigue, and tiredly I look over at Christina and she says "Awe.  Sorry love!"

                The empathetic look of hope on her face is energizing, and I know that my insignificant loss of seventy five cents saddens her.  The telescope did work, and just because I couldn't see anything through the lens does not mean it was not working. I realize that she is what I was looking for, and without that telescope I would have never found what I was looking for.


I took this picture at the Griffith Park Observatory in Los Angeles, CA, with my Canon EOS Rebel T3.  

Existance

If a man’s stomach is calling out as he stands in front of people, but they all ignore him.  Does that man really exist?  I took this picture in Hollywood, CA on the “Walk of Fame” in front of a fancy restaurant where I stood snapping photos for 15 minutes.  Everyone walked past him and continued to eat as if he wasn't even there.  I too participated in the group of people who said nothing to him, and if we all agree that we can ignore him will he cease to exist?

I took this picture in front of a restaurant on Hollywood and Vine in Hollywood, CA.