This city is a wild place. Highest of highs, lowest of lows. From the ultra wealthy mansions in Pacific Palisades to the shit stained sidewalks in Westlake. The weather is glorious and the sunshine equalizes life here. A ride around the city creates a certain feeling of adventure. I’m exploring the West, looking for gold. And capturing it in black and white. Abstracting that certain feeling I’m chasing. A bit indescribable.