My favorite self-portrait thus far,using a parking mirror
on Laurel Ave,West Hollywood.
I love the serendipitous red triangle created by the light leak/parking sign/car driving by and the picture within a picture/juxtaposition of the trees.
I'm a sucker for a pink octopus!
This weathered and rusty trunk had an old military address and was sitting unguarded in the back of a strange truck that was made from parts of different vehicles... I call it a Franken-truck. I really wanted to know what was inside, but I didn't tempt fate that day.
Who says you can't be an artist AND liberal AND bad ass?
From my first day ever at a shooting range, learning the responsible/right way
to handle a weapon. Still a pacifist though...
Until next time... Miss Absinthe