Dear Los Angeles...

The way your streets mean so much to your inhabitants.

The cold concrete and the blurry sky.

The hot weather and foggy mornings.

Loud music is sounding from the cars.

The people call themselves Angelenos.

Your culture rooted so deep in musical history.

In film making, for you, a form that extends the art.

Subcultures emerge straight from your heart.

So many of them you made famous.

Hollywood, Venice Beach, Compton, Inglewood, Downtown, The Valley, Malibu…

there’s no stop in your diversity.

The waves are crashing on the shore,

the smell of Coffee is coming out of a corner somewhere far off

. Sure you got your problems. But, dear Los Angeles, you are amazing.

Before the Warmth

The sun kisses the wet ground. The hot steam from the Coffee cups merges with the morning dew and disappears in the pines. We awake with our senses. The golden color in the morning, the fresh smells, the calm excitement to start a new day.

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Skid Row Crisis

In late Fall 2016, on the way to the Arts District in DTLA, we accidentally ended up in Skid Row. Unaware, it was stunning as I looked left and right and all of a sudden, there were no more shops. No more restaurants. No more cars - as just one block further up the road...

There were pople living in tents on the boardwalk. Beaten windows. Shut closed doors and empty streets. A man walked by, looking at me and my friends. Eying the blinded tourists we were. Walking straight at us he was shouting some un-understandable things. Feared as we were we turned around walking back to our car where we came from.

I was able to get two pictures of the scenario. As I later learned, Skid Row contains one of the largest stable populations (between 5,000 and 8,000) of homeless people in the United States.

That was 2016. Since then, there are more homeless people than ever. The city of Los Angeles is struggling to handle the situation as the numbers grow. Covid doesn't make it any better.