Today I took a trip with my friend Nick into the Los Angeles Arts District. We ate some amazing breakfast at slice of LA called The Pantry. This place was delicious, & well priced. Watching the cooks bang out plate after plate of simple (but amazing) breakfast food was a treat unto itself. After we stuffed our faces, we walked towards the Arts district, weaving through various areas of downtown LA. The closer we got to our destination the more I realized I needed to spend some more time down there.
I think at this point google maps was telling us to zig and zag through the toy district. There were so many street vendors cooking all sorts of food, grilled onions and bell peppers filled the air. I’ve never seen so many perfume and cologne shops, or shops packed with “antique” cell phone cases ever in my life.
I took this photo because it was important to remind me of the stark contrast of “culture” and the disparity that was in certain cases simultaneously existing around the arts district. This homeless man by this mural was on the outer most edge of the our destination. No more than one block behind me as I took this picture were a street lined with tents and makeshift shelters. It was gnarly.
We stopped into a pop up shop that this man had meticulously curated. I loved it, I didn’t know what was for sale and what wasn’t. I didn’t want to touch anything out of respect, and yet I wanted to experience all of it with as many different senses as I could. I snapped this photo of this dog, at Urth cafe. just because hes so damn cute. Nychos I think is one of my favorite Mural artists. This is the second time I’ve come across one of his pieces. Most of the time I’ve seen them online first, but it doesnt diminish the amazing-ness of his talent.
The hits just keep coming. The street fighter Chung Li vs. Blanka mural was inside a “Barcade” called EightyTwo. The bar had a rotating pinball collection that apparently is switched out periodically ? A full inventory of their games are listed on their website. Their logo is sweet by the way, it was one of those little diamond shaped tags that they hang on the back of a truck for gas but instead of that it was replaced with the galaga ship logo.
The trump pinata, the tire totem pole, & the ATM that’s morphed into a piece of art were one of many highlights as we were leaving the arts district. Los Angeles you are a multifaceted creature capable of unspeakable horrors, and breathtaking curiosities. Thank you for revealing you many onion rings to me.