Black Mamba for the Dark Side
It's time to cruise on the dark side. I've been shooting some kids' birthday parties....lovely, really. The most photogenic time is about 4 years old. The face is entirely individuated and looks appear that are subtle, strong, and wise. It hasn't leaned out like it will at 6 or 7 and starts to acquire a more adult form.
But enough sugar and beauty. Time for something degrading and gritty. I like Hollywood for that, after 11:00 pm through the early am hours, there's always something ugly going down.
Or I could motor up the 101 to Oxnard to the Wagon Wheel Motel. It looks like Disneyland from the freeway...a big wagon wheel (surprise!) in front, little one-story cottages with dark green shutters. But inside, oh, that's something else.
The WWM is where you go when you get out of jail to re-connect with your connection who got busted with you. Or if your wicked sister-in-law screamed at you to get the f--- out and take all your crap or you'll find it in front of the mobile home in the morning.
So you head for the WWM to hide out with all the other drifters, grifters, meth monsters, and pro and amateur sluts, pretty well mixed in with unsuspecting motorists who snap up the tourist bait and say, "Oh, how cute, let's stop for the night and head on in to L. A. in the morning."
Yeah, it's a good place to shoot dope and sex deals from the car window, with the added bonus of the occasional bust. My kinda deep night place.
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