Documenting life in apocalyptic Los Angeles.
I've been here about 2 years now, after many great years in Long Beach. Life in LA is weird, I still am adjusting to the idea that I am here. It was definitely a no-brainer to relocate, when a great job comes along...one that serves both your financial and creative outlet, you got to give it a whirl. Having grown up in the greater LA area, the glamour and the glitz has little to no effect on me. Especially now working at a job that is quite fancy and prestigious, it has more of a strange effect on me. I tend to forget that I work somewhere that many people wish they could be at. Alas, I approach work all the same, regardless of the company or level of exclusivity. I do have to stop compartmentalizing everything, rather than a numb effect, it just takes me out of the present.
After being here for 2 years, I blinked and it all passed me by. I think I am moving back to being analog and making physical marks in reality. Life should not just be air and light and disappearing. There is this strange dichotomy in my head of not collecting material possessions, but then also feeling the need to create art.
It is time, time to redirect energy and thoughts.
I've been here about 2 years now, after many great years in Long Beach. Life in LA is weird, I still am adjusting to the idea that I am here. It was definitely a no-brainer to relocate, when a great job comes along...one that serves both your financial and creative outlet, you got to give it a whirl. Having grown up in the greater LA area, the glamour and the glitz has little to no effect on me. Especially now working at a job that is quite fancy and prestigious, it has more of a strange effect on me. I tend to forget that I work somewhere that many people wish they could be at. Alas, I approach work all the same, regardless of the company or level of exclusivity. I do have to stop compartmentalizing everything, rather than a numb effect, it just takes me out of the present.
Life from the kitchen, 2017
After being here for 2 years, I blinked and it all passed me by. I think I am moving back to being analog and making physical marks in reality. Life should not just be air and light and disappearing. There is this strange dichotomy in my head of not collecting material possessions, but then also feeling the need to create art.
It is time, time to redirect energy and thoughts.

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