A Little Lush

A little more then meets the eye.  

Each side a different perspective, each day a new face or hair or smile.  

I feel like taking pictures all the time to capture the pureness of the girls that rule my life.  It has been raining here washing away the dirt and dryness making way for Spring.  Los Angeles, in many ways is an oasis in the desert.  It seems as if one day I will see a block of mud, it rains and the next moment the dirt is covered in clover, soft lime green grass...

A little rain...

A Hollywood Forever resting place

A walk in Santa Monica

A tribute to the Angels, The City of Angels...

The city of Dreams of graffiti, big cars, and ghettos, of artists playing, strolling, running, making. Of tears streaming, of violins crying, of cars passing, of helicopter chasing, of magnolia's falling, of dreams crashing, of time flying, of years dying, of so much more then meets the eye.  Of hope and mirrors and cutting through the everyday , everyone. We are One.