the bending of light rays over optical paths

Gem Tech. 

 San Pellegrino x Missoni.

 People were here, before me.

Drif...Little Tokyo.

Jiro's ride.

Jiro's pride.

 The troposphere.

Nitrogen, oxygen, and argon.

"Double Rainbow Oh my God."

An end of the day reward.
 Budweiser is not the "King of Beers". This is.

My block.

Good Night.


exterior; re-surfaced

Breakfast at Bottegs.

Nice subtle monotone mural.

Not so subtle.

 A delightfully drab door.


South Central LA.

Reverse Engineering Tea time.

 Spring St.

Olive St.

You might recognize Angels Knoll Park from the movie "500 Days of Summer".

 Probably the most photographed landmark in Downtown Los Angeles. Here is my contribution.

Delftware clad Rose Fountain in memory of Lily Disney.

 The William M. Keck Children's Amphitheatre.

 Peeling back the stainless skin.

The original finish had to be sanded down, because it reflected too much heat on the buildings neighbors.


Disney's all seeing eye.


 "When the orchestra finally got its next [practice] in Disney, it was to rehearse Ravel's lusciously orchestrated ballet, "Daphnis and Chloé" . . . This time, the hall miraculously came to life. Earlier, the orchestra's sound, wonderful as it was, had felt confined to stage. Now a new sonic dimension had been added, and every square inch of air in Disney vibrated merrily. Toyota says that he had never experienced such an acoustical difference between a first and second rehearsal in any of the halls he designed in his native Japan. Salonen could hardly believe his ears. To his amazement, he discovered that there were wrong notes in the printed parts of the Ravel that sit on the players' stands. The orchestra has owned these scores for decades, but in the Chandler no conductor had ever heard the inner details well enough to notice the errors."

 The belly of the beast.

The ride home.
Good Night.


the extent of something from side-to-side

 On my morning ride...

 I came across something of great interest to me.

 Did some window shopping.

Note the new chairs from the Takahashi archives.

Larchmont Blvd, Los Angeles. A concerned citizen cradles an adoption candidate.

 It's funny how it costs $450 to adopt a stray animal. Someone is making money of him.

 ...and her.

 Went to the Abbot Kinney festival, but should not have.

 A highlight.

Summer is finally here.

 Just one more sensational sunset in a series of serenity.

 Some of my west-side friends came over to the east-side of a visit.

They all had to sign-in.

Good night.