Random quote of the day:

“Everybody’s somebody’s everything
I know you right
Nobody’s nothing
That’s right

—Chance the Rapper, “Everybody’s Something”

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Random quote of the day:

“A sportsman is a man who, every now and then, simply has to get out and kill something. Not that he’s cruel. He wouldn’t hurt a fly. It’s not big enough.”

—Stephen Leacock, My Remarkable Uncle

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Random quote of the day

“We belong to the world that does not last. And all that does not last—and nothing but what does not last—is ours.”

—Albert Camus, Notebooks 1942-1952 (tr. Justin O’Brien)

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Random quote of the day:

“Hollywood is wonderful. Anyone who doesn’t like it is either crazy or sober.”

—Raymond Chandler, quoted in Hollywood Remembered by Paul Zollo

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Gone

Soft sighing of breezes in the tall grass,
soughing of the wind in the millet stalks,
cascade of wind chimes, the mourning of doves,
seed heads scattering in a shattering of wings.

The palm’s fronds bend and raise and bend
performing a ritual to life—a tiny life,
creeping and sighing all around and
in the clustering of fronds at its crown.

Far across the field, the dog barks,
quieting the sighing and the creeping,
but not for long. Life is insistent: a chittering
of sparrows battling, a fierce squeaking of mice.

All this life, all this quiet noise,
gone, gone, forced on,
to other fields where wreckers have not reached,
and big diggers leave the earth unturned,
where only small burrowing things disturb the soil—
far, far away from here.

—PJ Thompson

Some soul on Twitter posted this with the caption “Somewhere in Los Angeles”:

To which I felt compelled to reply:

That would be Venice, corner of Pacific and…Brooks?

Then I felt compelled to do a quote retweet:

My old neighborhood, Venice CA, corner of Pacific and Brooks. I passed this intersection almost every day for decades and this box with its rotating wonderful messages for maybe 10 years. I miss it. I miss that place.

And added:

This is what that lovely old brick building looks like now, I’m afraid. They did a high end refurbishment and tore out that lovely old wooden door, destroyed the character of the place. It used to be an artist’s studio and sometimes I would see a gray cat sitting in one of the windows taking in the world. The box with the message on it is gone now, too. Of course, it’s always possible I’m remembering the wrong intersection. There’s a similar building on the corner of N. Venice Blvd. and Pacific. It’s been a few years.

But it was bugging me because in the original post there was a tall brick building looming behind the smaller building. As you can see from photo 2 there is no such building behind this one. I got a little obsessed with it and started searching.

 

 Yep, Pacific and N. Venice. I used to live two blocks from here, right across the street from Billy Al Bengston’s studio but that was a hoary great age ago.>/i>

I think this is the box from the photo but I may be an unreliable narrator.

I “drove” down Pacific via Google maps. In my defense, the building on Brooks and Pacific used to look virtually identical. There was an old wooden door, a cat who sat in the high windows, it was a studio, and it broke my heart when they “upgraded” it.

Further obsessive compulsive behavior led me to find out that the Canal Club, which was housed in the N. Venice Blvd. behind the wooden door, is now permanently closed. A victim of COVID, perhaps. The Ace Gallery used to be a few doors down from there on Venice, but it’s also now permanently closed (although I believe it moved to Downtown before finally closing).

The palimpsest of all these old neighborhoods is strong in me, though perhaps not as strong as I thought. I lived nowhere else but Venice until I was in my thirties when it got “discovered” by developers and I could no longer affords the rents. I miss it a great deal sometimes, although I know it’s been “upgraded” away from the place I knew and loved. The old down-at-the-heels, funky, bohemian Venice was infinitely preferable to its current incarnation as Silicon Beach. Alas. The place I almost remember is long gone.

This is another day of remembrance, but I won’t go there.

Requiescat in pace.

Random quote of the day:

“Some folks say there are places and moments where eternity breaks into time, and that is where we find the places that are sacred to us and the myths we can’t abide by. Mythology, and its sacred primordial dreamtime, can be a vehicle of religious experience, some folks say. Some folks say that the mythic past and the mystic present are equally timeless.”

—Chuck Kinder, Last Mountain Dancer

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Random quote of the day:

“Freedom is a state of mind, I said wondering where I’d heard it before, not a state of being. We are all slaves to gravity and morality much more than we’d like to think. Our bodies cannot know absolute freedom but our minds can, can at least try.”

—Walter Mosley, Killing Johnny Fry

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Random quote of the day:

“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way…As a man is, so he sees.”

—William Blake, letter to Rev. John Trusler, Summer 1799

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I haven’t been around much because the only posts I seem to be able to come up with these days is whining about the same thing and I don’t believe anyone, including myself, needs to hear more of that. Everyone is struggling right now. There is so much tragedy in the world, so many people going through such hard times, and my crap is completely trivial compared to that.

Traditionally, August is the nadir of my year when the summer malaise is at its worst. Now that fall is on the horizon, I’m hoping I’ll get over myself a bit more. Until then, about all I have to offer is random quotes of the day.

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