Sunday, December 30, 2007

Contemplating Art

From one obelisk city to another, a brief visit to the nation's capitol.


Monday, December 17, 2007

Dog Jours in Paris

Dogs today. Despite the cold everyone was out walking their pooches. The Frenchman is well known at the Rue Cler market. He shouts to passersby from his produce stand. He has la gueule bien Francaise!





Saturday, December 15, 2007

Froid!

Today was filled with close-ups, not sure how or why that happened. It started with the headline that screamed our sentiments. Il fait frigging froid ici! And it’s not just because I’m a southern Californian all the restaurant owners have been apologetic about the weather saying even the Parisians aren’t used to this kind of cold.

I was worried about including so many shots of alcoholic beverages but….hey it is what’s happening. I might add here that my favorite beverage after a California cab is a Ricard.

You’ll have to decipher the rest of the photos on your own.











Friday, December 14, 2007

Plus de Paris

Cafés, le metro, la seine les affiches, les musees, c’est ansi qu’on passe le temps a Paris….et aussi un cognac a l’apres-midi.







Thursday, December 13, 2007

La Tour Eiffel

In Paris for a few days with a good friend, John Mabanglo. We've known each other for years and had always wanted to visit the city of light together. He's a photographer for the European Press Photo agency and travels the world shooting assignments. Our plan is to eat plenty of good meals washed down with some good red wine then roll ourselves back on the plane. Oh and maybe take a snap or two. We’re staying near La Tour Eiffel so here’s a couple views.




Monday, December 3, 2007

Atwater Village

The LA River illustrates the struggle of Man vs Nature...but in such a way that it almost seems a joke. Here we have a river by it's nature and it's history has defined and really created Los Angeles, a city that is also created by man. A fence that seems to be built to keep plants away from the water source, a tree that beckons to the birds that prefer the order of power lines, plants that somehow force their way through the concrete channels of the river, the river that attempts to cleanse itself of the tons of garbage that is dumped into it by man...