It was another movie in the cemetery. Cinespia is the summer time tradition.
The walk back to Meg and Sergio’s was a bit blurry, marked with a vomitous punctuation in someone’s front yard.
” ‘Now, ask what the Great Conjunction is, what’s the Great Conjunction?’
‘What’s the Great Conjunction? You tell me!’
‘THE GREAT CONJUNCTION IS THE END OF THE WORLD! Or the beginning. HmmmMMM!’ ”
“She laughed. ‘It won’t last. Nothing lasts. But I’m happy now.’
‘Happy,’ I muttered, trying to pin the word down. But it is one of those words, like Love, that I have never quite understood. Most people who deal in words don’t have much faith in them and I am no exception–especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong. They are too elusive and far too relative when you compare them to sharp, mean little words like Punk and Cheap and Phony. I feel at home with these, because they’re scrawny and easy to pin, but the big ones are tough and it takes either a priest or a fool to use them with any confidence.”
― Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary
This day I was happy. Happy on rum. It made the sky sparkle, but disengaged my sense of direction and responsibility.
I had to get Megan back home by 7. I sent her off in some obtuse and long path towards Hollywood while I ended up in Crenshaw.
It’s a miracle I got home with my camera and bike. I don’t remember any of the evening. The day was lovely though.
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me…
It was nice to take off my shoes. Walk in the sand. Get in the water.
It wasn’t a quick pace. It wasn’t meant to be anything more than leisurely. But we went big for a day of riding.
Griffith Park. LA River Bike path. DTLA. Culver City. Marina del Rey. Venice Beach.
All city baby. On our way. Viva la Alex Baum Bicycle Gang yo.
Reliving child hood memories… slumber parties and staying up all night watching movies. Gay boys and Peter Pan have something in common you say? STFU.
I love friends.
Happy Belated Birthday Lucas!
So the second job I got to do with the Do LaB this past year was Lightening In A Bottle. I was the Decor Lead. Decor takes care of all the fabric back drops as well as other fabric installations (mostly in prep… cleaning, repairing, making etc.) at the festival and general decor in the backstage areas and dressing around the festival grounds. I had an awesome team that made the work easy. As always, I wish I had gotten more pictures, but I was so busy on this one. It is OK to stop and smell the roses though, which I shall remember next time. The thing I wish I had more than anything is pictures of my friends. I have a few, but I wish I had more.
Anyway, I do think what I got sums it up nicely.
Woogie. Dancing. Late night shenanigans. Gong. More Woogie. Bingo. Jive Joint. Marques Wyatt killed it. One of the best sets I’ve ever heard and it was great to rock it out with him in the Woogie tree house. And Heidi I’m glad you were there to share it with me as well.
This was probably one of the best and most rewarding jobs I’ve had. Ever. I can’t wait to do it again.