Gatsby Themes Gallivanting Amongst the Garbage
Washed ashore from some executive suite. You can rummage through the drawers all you want. You won't find what you're looking for. What...
Grief Among the Grains
This one had it's own name on it. It bit itself. A fitting metaphor its become. A bright spark and blaring bang culminating in a dull...
The Lonely Saga of the Spring Air
This mattress knew a few good years. They couldn’t take that from it. It lay nestled and snug in the corner of a tastefully decorated...
A Drought No Doubt
Late Spring rain clouds hover and tease at the possibility of precipitation. Los Angeles is parched and getting teary eyed with drought....
Along the Shores of Nowhere
We again traipse along the garden of disregard. Another peek into the desultory desert that is Filmore Street. And the many marooned...
April's Status Quo of Cruelty
We return for another fillipic installment of Filmore Street photos. We've meandered back into the languid airport waiting lounge....