I had just arrived in L.A. so my main focus was finding a place to stay. After striking out heavily on all options I fell back to what I considered to be my last resort. Unfortunately, that didn't work out either because the person in charge was in a very bad mood so that option blew to smithereens. This can be an unfortunate side-effect sometimes when you have to make plans up as you go. Things don't always
|Streets were packed|
|One of my favorites|
After I had my fill of the outside experience I proceeded indoors. The interior design was everything you would expect from an art exhibition, very stylish and cool. There were two levels involved. The first level was very traditional. It was dedicated to the art lovers that desire a more serene atmosphere while viewing their favorite pieces. There were some very good works of art here ranging from uber-realistic paintings to funny comic-style to trippy-surrealistic..which is the kind that interests me the most and I found a couple of them that I really liked.
Once I was finished with the first floor I moved up to the second floor which was in stark contrast to the gallery below. It was more contemporary, stocked with flashy lights thumping music, and artists developing their pieces in live-action before the audience. The type of art displayed was not limited at all, there were plenty of different genres and they were all pretty damn amazing. A few of them were screened live on
|Artist in action|
It's funny, had I not run out of options and become stranded, I would not have wandered into this at all. On top of that my strange luck kicks in even further, a buddy of mine notices me while zooming past in a car. I had left the Art Walk for a bit to buy a couple of bootleg cigarettes off the street when all of sudden I hear someone yelling my name. It was cool to see him again, the guy is definitely a hustler. He hooked me up with an alternate living arrangement. It wasn't the most ideal but it was better than what I was heading for which was nothing. Supposedly, it was his intention to go to the Art Walk as well, but he ended up disappearing with some chick so I had to leave without him. I tried hanging out and waiting for a bit but given the situation I knew he wasn't gonna be back on time so I had to take off. I couldn't get back into the gallery because they were beginning to close. I had wasted too much time and it was starting to get late. So I just mingled a little bit out front, got hammered, and made some new friends. Me and my crazy world.
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