The sunlight speaks, and its voice is a bird:
It glimmers half-guessed, half-seen, half-heard,
Above the flowerbed, over the lawn--
A flashing dip, and it is gone,
And all it lends to the eye is this--
A sunbeam giving the air a kiss.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
wild, but cute feral cat
Monday, August 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
South Central

Last weekend, I revisited South Central LA. A place where I lived so many years ago and a place depicted for it's bad reputation in so many movies. South Central has also become a byword for urban decay. Though I did photograph the famous Watts Towers and my old house on 71st and Central, this is among my favorite shots. Sweet and loving children, they are the future of South Central Los Angeles.
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