A corner of the studio today. Slightly gray and chilly, but only for a few hours. Say what you like about Southern California but it's hard to beat the weather. Especially when combined with the landscape. And maybe the people. Some of them.
But where else can you go? After decades of living here? The world is big, but not that permanently delightful. No, not really. What I've seen of it.
Someone recently said to me "you've been in LA too long."
Uh . . . no.
There are times and places where a person can't be for too long. Running here and there finally doesn't do much. Staying put feels good enough.
The wear and tear of desperate venturing. Not anymore. My gypsy blood has cooled.
Rome would have been fun in 1624. London in 1724. Paris in 1824. Even in 1924. LA is fine in 2024.