Signs

Turns out the homeless man I spoke about the other day is alive. He wears sunglasses now. Five feet from his corner of the sidewalk, I found this pigeon. I did not touch or move this pigeon. I just leaned over and took this photograph. The sun was glaring, so I didn’t stay long to … More Signs

The Many Fantes

“Los Angeles, give me some of you! Los Angeles come to me the way I came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town I loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town.” — John Fante (Ask The Dust) I took this photograph on Spring Street with my … More The Many Fantes

Missing People

The homeless man I pass by everyday is missing. His area is in a new state of disarray and the brick wall is burnt. I am full of sadness. I am regretful that I avoided him recently. I hope that tomorrow, I see him, and that all my worries are laughable, but right now my … More Missing People