Bye bye Biscuit

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After nearly two years, we've decided to not renew our lease at the Biscuit Company Lofts. It's been a great experience and we could not have picked a better first residence here in Los Angeles. We're going to miss this old building and the friends we've made here.

We've chosen to move on to greener pastures. (Literally, our new place has a yard.) WAP, Inc. is still going strong, just with a new footprint and mailing address.


NW stairwell. (Click image for full size.) © William Anthony

We feel fortunate to have experienced all the interesting people, places and things we did while here. The 90021 Project is a testament to that. The Arts District is a truly unique place even in a city as diverse and unique as L.A. 90021 is a body of work I am extremely proud of. It's now time to move on and start a new chapter.

From now on, every time I drive down the 5, 101 or 110 and see this majestic masonry fortress standing proud on the Eastern edge of downtown as it has for over 80 years, I'll smile.


Archive photo. Circa 1926. (Click image for full size.) © William Anthony

City of Sleeping Angels

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This photo was taken the morning of Trigger Street shoot, as we were setting up atop the 6th St. bridge before the sun rose. In the hi-res version you can see everything from the newly erected Ritz-Carlton at the L.A. Center to the left all the way to the Hollywood sign tucked away just to the left of City Hall. (The triangular roof, far right.)

This wonderful light is almost good enough to get me up earlier in the morning more often.

Almost.

Six Feet Under House

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Oh how I miss the Fishers.

I was perusing YouTube last week and came across some clips from the epic HBO series Six Feet Under. Ruth, Claire, David, Nate, Brenda, Federico, George—it all came back. I didn't have HBO when it was on the air. I rented DVDs. I figured I'd watch the pilot first because everyone WOULDN'T SHUT UP ABOUT THIS SHOW. I wanted to not like it because of the hype. I almost watched it out of spite. After the final scene of the pilot, when the bus pulls away from Nate, I was emotionally exhausted and totally committed to the Fishers. From then on the routine was simple, rent a DVD, return it and get the next one. I think I watched the entire series in a two weeks.

After moving to Los Angeles, I decided to investigate if the Fisher & Sons Funeral Home was an actual building or just a set. To my glee, I discovered it is a real house. And not five minutes from where I live.

So last night I took the 'ol 4x5 out to it and snapped this photo not far from where Claire took her last photo.

Now I need to buy the box set. Unless, of course, there's someone out there who wants to gift it to me...

Election Night

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To get my mind off the anxiety of the electoral college, Joe the Plumber and dangling chad flashbacks, I decided to get outside for a photo on election night. I had an idea. I envisioned my loft building filled with people in their living rooms watching the election results on TV, as seen from the rooftop across the street. So I lugged my gear up seven floors and set up shortly before sunset.

At the tail end of the magic hour, I clicked away. And wouldn't you know it, I seemed to be the only loser in town not at an election night party because, as you can see, hardly anyone was home. Shit.

Oh well, I got a great new photo of my loft building and a new President to boot. Win/win.