I participate in a photography group on Facebook where there are weekly themed posts, and I wouldn’t have probably even noticed this image stuck in my archive unless I’d been looking for something to post for the theme “Pier.” And now that I’ve seen this image again, I am not entirely sure why I never posted it to begin with: it evokes many things about that foggy, chilly morning of shooting for a weekend class I was taking. Like the chill. And the fog. And the way I felt very much alone (not necessarily in a good way) for much of the morning. And how, finally, I gave up and went inside for coffee, where I met up with a classmate and we had a chat that’s evolved into a fine friendship.
Santa Monica Pier
Santa Monica, California
My friend Ehpem and I shared a house while we were taking a photography class at the Los Angeles Center for Photography; our walk between the house and the school took us past a liquor store, where we never did seen anything as photogenic as we hoped for. We were always pretty sure the cool stuff happened just after we’d passed.
This is the best thing I saw. And to clarify assumptions some of you may have made, that was not our castoff wine carton. We were drinking Scotch, thank you very much.
Los Angeles, California