This way to the Mondrian:
All my life, I’ve felt particularly drawn to Los Angeles. So when I finally went to CA this past September, it was like meeting the anonymous person you’ve had a crush on for a few decades. I came, I stayed 15 days, I left and now feel pangs of homesickness for a place I do not live. A potentially cold, damp, dark winter is upon us, and I’m in Washington, DC. It’s gonna be nasty. Guaranteed.
Now all I see is pictures. <dramatic sigh> So I’d like to share some of my memories here:
Venice Beach skateboarders, music by Mickey Avalon “Mr. Brownstone”