While in the process of repairing my XS750 Yamaha motorcycle [there is a picture of it here] I got bored, so I played with my camera instead. The gear that translates the power from the starter to the driveshaft. The clutch cage, with the seven wear marks on the edges of the arms, from the [...]

Abstract Los Angeles is wandering about, without a thought, looking at the details that make up this huge metropolis. Today are photographs that fail to even vaguely fit into a category. Lost, you could call them. Hippos in a storefront: or ‘The Hippo Hotel’ instillation art by Vanessa Bonet and Derek Doublin. No, you’re not [...]

Abstract Los Angeles is scuttling about the streets of LA, looking for random stuff to photograph. Or: I can’t think of anything better to do. Today is about cracks, peeling plaster, loosening paint, faces and wrinkles. Which is NOT a reflection of my old catching up. Really.

     This hike is confusing. There are at least two different places to park, numerous trails to follow, and more ways to get spun around than a Dreidel on Hannukkah.      But in another way, this hike is not confusing at all. It’s a short hike, it is situated in the center of one of [...]

Abstract Los Angeles is wandering, with camera, and eye, over streets and alleyways, where there always seems to be a sign. Sometimes the sign can be as hopeful an an empty star, waiting on the Hollywood Walk of Fame for that new arrival. As complicated as what not to do on the subway. or as [...]

     While wandering the Internet for trail information on Wilacre Park, the same phrase popped up over and over again. For some reason this hike, among all the hikes I have traveled in Los Angeles, is considered an ‘Urban Hike.’      It seemed strange that this particular hike received this title more than any other. [...]

Abstract Los Angeles is all about the aimless wandering. With my camera. Murals, is today, which is, really, me stealing other people’s art, with a click of a button, sortof.

        The first thing to do after any hike is to find out why it received that specific name. [My favorite is Mount Disappointment.] On this particular hike, my imagination conjured fabulously absurd reasons why this canyon was named after the devil. This must be the place where Lucifer stopped on his [...]