I love Los Angeles. I love the light. I love the eclecticism and the architecture. Most of all I love the people.
So, when I satirize, or say dark things about the city in my novel, know that it comes from an abiding devotion to a place I call home.
These pictures are not from my home. This place was designed by Rudolph Schindler and opened to the public this past Sunday by a generous soul who let us enjoy the intersection between architecture, art, and tranquility.
And yes, I did walk in and say, “Wow!”
Today there will be only one post as I am setting things up to release the book tomorrow on Kindle.