I lived in Los Angeles from the age of ten (and really, from the…
I lived in Los Angeles from the age of ten (and really, from the age of two, if you count the eastern reaches of the sprawl). As an adult I escaped once, returned a few years later, then escaped again, hopefully for good. Looking at this image reminds me of all the contradictory feelings I have about it, but especially of the combined claustrophobia and agoraphobia, the sense of being hemmed in by an expanse with no visible edges.
Reposted from http://lies.tumblr.com/post/65186482714.
Tags: los angeles, also: cars smog asphalt concrete, times one billlion, and one mockingbird singing.
