Past midnight in the heart of Hollywood, an itch found me. I had to scratch it. Donning my most form fitting attire, I took to the streets of Los Angeles, looking for something new – something that enticed my eyes. It was on Sunset that I discovered this small strip mall, with an interesting glow casting out around it. I pulled in and found a comfortable spot against the wall to cozy up to. The scattered few motorists who past on the road did take notice of me. I did stand out under the bright lights of the storefronts awning. It didn’t phase me though. I was owning that spot and everyone knew it.
After gazing out into the night for a while and basking in the chill air, I drove through Downtown for an hour, before making my way back to my abode. As I parked my car, I found the coldness of my garage to have a particular tone about it, which inspired me to keep shooting. I took advantage of the environment, analyzing the light and shadow. Taking my time, I played in this concrete structure, until it was time to retire. Before leaving though, I decided to leave a little something behind: a face familiar and unfamiliar to me, all at the same time. I quite like my masterpiece, if I say so myself.