Um, just a Coke, please. (Though I do like the sign and the categories listed.)
May 23, 2015
I still don't think of Hollywood as having any kind of public school system, so I'm always amazed when I pass Hollywood High. What are the classes like? Who goes there? I think of Tuesday Weld in a 1950s short skirt and a cashmere sweater batting her eyelashes and having some crew-cut preppy guy in a varsity jacket carrying her books. "Science is truth found out" carved on the building. "Achieve the honorable," an odd choice of motto for such a scandalous town. Or maybe not. This was shot on my first visit to Hollywood High. And now that there's an In-n-Out Burger nearby, I'm sure to return more often.
May 22, 2015
The flower market at Easter time. Another shot from the Germany/Austria trip on which I was a chaperone for some 20 high school students back when I was a teacher. Just this past weekend, I was at a dinner at my friend Michael's house, and one of the other guests was his brother Jeffrey, who'd been a student of mine some 40 years ago. Jay was amused that Jeffrey, grown man now, could still not call me anything but "Mr. Leonard." I liked it.
May 21, 2015
This time of year, Jay's Gloucester garden is bursting with spring flowers. And I get to reap the benefits weekly as I pick a "docent bouquet" of daffodils and narcissus every Sunday before I head home. During the following week, as I arrive back from meetings at night, I flip on the light over the dining room table and -- boom! -- this explosion of operatic yellow loveliness.
May 20, 2015
When my friend Nick and I used to go to bars where we'd regularly see the same people but we didn't know their names...we came up with nicknames for them. Alligator shirt. Louvered doors. Mine was Green Glass because I collected green Depression glass at the time. Hundreds of pieces. Most are gone now, sold off as the collection became too overwhelming. I still have some pieces that are functional (measuring cups, citrus juicers, etc.) or that are gifts from friends. Witness this sectioned dish from my friend Kevin, filled with stones he'd collected from various East Coast beaches. Kevin recently moved to Illinois, but thanks to his generous gift, I'm still in touch with him every single day.
May 19, 2015
When I was teaching high school in Summit, NJ, I had a student, Gregg T., who was a nut about The Sound of Music. On and on and on. One day, as a visual prompt for a writing exercise, I brought in some photos I'd taken, including this one, and asked the students to come up with adjectives to describe the photo. Gregg said, "Sappy, overly sentimental" and other derogatory descriptions in that vein. And so it was with the greatest pleasure that I was able to tell him that these gardens were the setting for one of the on-location musical numbers in guess which film.
May 18, 2015
When I arrived in Los Angeles and connected with my friend Artie Gaffin, I had a list of places I wanted to see: the Hollywood Sign, the Walk of the Stars, and the Westwood Mortuary, resting place of Miss Monroe. Anyone who knows me understands that I brought a number of costume changes with me to accommodate numerous required photos. (For another, click here.) Also resting in Westwood now, but not yet on my earlier visit, is Truman Capote. More costume changes next time.