How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Street art too lovely to imagine.
Rearing its head in unlikely places.
A perfect metaphor for life in the city. Decaying walls bright with color and life. Look-At-Me shouts as I drive by. Yup, I see you. Your image duly noted and recorded.
Holy crap. Uncle Lelo, is that you?
I better scoot on home. I’ve got playing & spraying to be done out back. The online class starts in 9 days! Where are my party pants?
fabulous shots. Great job !
okay, look.
no fair having giveaways when i’m out of town.
Wouldn’t it be cool to see girls on street art? i mean, besides frida. who was fab. wouldn’t it be great to see Ma Kettle up there on the tower? Why isn’t moms mabley on the underpass? Seriously. How come the woman at the laundromat doesn’t pop up on the cinderblock?
jet lag.
gotta go.
Uncle Leo? Hey, that’s my friend Tom from Pittsburgh!
Thanks. I was JUST thinking about how much I’d love to come back to L.A.
I feel like I’ve been there, at least for a 2 day weekend.
My party pANTS ARE ON..They have frills on them..
I see a book, nice big book. Title? Dispatch From L.A. Inside, photo essays of our beloved L.A.
Someone’s been playing in Photoshop again…
The dove is gorgeous…I just love street art and graffiti and you’ve captured some great stuff here. Woot!
Peace & Love,
♥ Barb ♥