I first went to Los Angeles around 1998, and I always make a trip to the beach part of the routine. My favorite beach by far is Santa Monica. It’s crowded and you’re sure to pay for parking, which isn’t the case at a lot of other beaches, but being located at the end of I-10 and Route 66, it feels a bit like the end of the world. You drive and drive until you hit the end.
I spent Sunday morning there with my family and it got me thinking about all the other shoots I’d done at the location, on the pier with the rides, deeper in the neighborhood amongst the houses and cafes. Using the murals or bicycle racks or excercise equipment or giant chairs or underneath the pier. Every shoot I’d done there has come out different.