Feb 20, 2017
Photo by Me
Driving by on Beverly Blvd. there’s a story everywhere- good ones are in the shadows…in the parts that have been forgotten or considered pointless. Or even less than this, moments that fall in between the cracks of what’s considered normal. You can blow up this photo a few different ways and whether it’s the guy with the joint or the torn Hendrix image watching over the sleeping man, it’s their moments we get to look in on. This is what I’m passionate about. Studying the moments we otherwise pass without notice. When did we become these people? I imagine back in horse and buggy daze… our original West World.