A Handful of Random LA Photographs

The night before leaving.


Terry Allen (sculptor) and Philip Levine (poet), Corporate Head, 1991 at 725 S. Figueroa Street

They said
I had a head
for business.
The said
to get ahead
I had to lose
my head.
They said
be concrete
& I became
concrete.
They said
go, my son,
multiply,
divide, conquer.
I did my best.


Contradictions in the United Airline flight magazine.


Another passenger's box of Voodoo Doughnuts on the flight from Denver to Dayton (oh PDX how I miss you).


Person I most wish I was swimming at the heated pool in the Marriott Hotel.


Pigeon guards for humans on 7th Street.