I was driving around the city today imagining myself taking important pictures of things. It was a nice daydream and at some point I'd like to do something about it. But I was having trouble finding important things anywhere along San Fernando Road. It's a good place to go to drop off your Fed Ex packages or to buy large quantities of metal shavings, but otherwise I don't recommend it.
I noticed some buildings, blank, only the street address on the front. Of course, I've watched enough Michael Mann movies to assume that this meant that there was probably something irregular going on inside. Why else would you start a business, but not tell anyone the name? I hope my assumption is incorrect, because there are a lot of these blank buildings in the vicinity of San Fernando Road and I'd like to believe that the world is a better place than that.
But, anyway, I started taking pictures of them, partly because they worried me and partly because I was curious (which, by the way, are the two reasons I take most of my pictures). Also, I think Los Angeles is like this: disconnected, broken down, anonymous. 10 million people with 10 million cars. And if I get a horsehead in my bed, you'll know I photographed the wrong store front. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the results of my afternoon drive...
Labels: california, gallery