This poor guy was freezing so he made himself a fire with what ever was near him on the street, trash, newspaper, etc. Drunk as hell, all he saying was “Beer, Beer!”, sounded more like a chirp. He sort of reminded me of a little boy, mischievous yet simply cold. Then some touchy neighborhood asshole calls the police. From around the corner the fire trucks come, lights and sirens blazing. They jump out, yell at him for a minute, stomp out his measly fire, and move on, leaving him alone cold and quiet.

Another of my photographs. This is my native Los Angelino friend. He’s been creepin around at night, but I don’t mind and it seems the street cats don’t either.

This is a picture I shot a couple of nights ago. The spider was fucking huge!

This Red Tail hawk has been stalking the skies above my part of town. I caught it perched on a telephone pole checking out all of his options for lunch.

It’s interesting to watch the reaction from the other types of birds. When the hawk comes around they all quickly scatter for cover, the sky is completely clear except for him. Every once and awhile a crew of crows will try to gang up on the Red Tail, but he always keeps his composure.