Downtown Los Angeles: May Day – The good, the bad and the ugly…

Downtown Los Angeles: May Day – The good, the bad and the ugly… From my previous experience covering events and protests, I’ve learned that people often come out with their own agendas. Unfortunately, at this particular event, there was a lot of cringe-worthy behavior. Some workers were protesting for rights that they may not be entitled to as non-citizens. Additionally, there were individuals advocating for various causes, such as the rights of transgender individuals and political ideologies like socialism and communism. Tough crowd!    

Tough times made tough people, still does…

Tough times made tough people, still does… I don’t know… What I do know is that I took the bus up to a grocery store that I don’t frequent and I came up on some essential goods. It sucks having to live like this — I mean I don’t feel ashamed, I’ve always made whatever situation I’m in “work.” …But… I grabbed a few frozen pizzas and some boneless/skinless chicken that I can cook with the few side options I have available right here. Some cans of black beans or corn. I actually had it on my mind that I …

GUESS WHO

BEEN OUT HERE IN THE FIELD. YOUR GIRL IS DOING UBER EATS DELIVERIES RIGHT NOW… THE CHICKEN WAS UNDER-COOKED AND SMELLED OF VICTORIES DWRWEC PERFUME.  

Entry – The Pomonan: The Streets – Online Exhibit

My entry for THE STREETS online exhibition: I came across this image on a whim while conducting my usual routine of getting my archives together and organized. It’s a simple image, nothing too special about it. What caught my eye was the shadow on the wall — The shadow that did not disrupt the person as they slept peacefully. It’s grimy with a bunch of nuances: The shit and gum stains on the concrete, the differing colors of blue on the wall, how the blue and white checkered pattern of the shirt compliments the light and how the hair, bag, …

FUCK PRIUS PHOTOGRAPHERS

A bozo crept up on me unexpectedly while I was filming segments for an EPK. I was astounded at his nerve and my veracity — in doing so, I made him aware that I had pissed here and it was my territory for any media designations. I have a strict no-go policy if you’re hipster filth and rules are always enforced. Fuckery does not fly! Let it be known.