At once, jefe. Here they are, in downtown San Fernando.
Shakira, too.
Right next to the bridal shops…
And up the street from the San Fernando Pananderia…
Where men still create with their hands…
A Photo Blog of the San Fernando Valley. With comment.
Do dreams come true when they are wished for ungrammatically? Is there such a thing as mis-spellings in the subconscious? Are wishes and dreams still counted as aspiration when they are commodified as mural art for a retail establishment selling car stereos, rims, window tinting and lambo doors? Perhaps the artist was trying to write ‘wish home true’, a phrase of deep poetic geometry, but messed up his gangster cursive, just as the left cerulean eye doesn’t quite match the aquamarine right. In the great Mid-Valley Cultural Ghoulash, even an after dinner walk comes with meditative delight, free of charge.