Daily Archives: September 26, 2014

A Runaway’s Desert Landscapes

Victory Tischler-Blue has an eye for the contrast of light and shadows. The current show of her photographs at Spot Photo Works features stunning desert landscapes, as well as a couple of dark portraits. Abandoned modernist petrol stations reel under vivid night skies. Fences and highways divide the horizon. A triptych captures a naked tattooed man staring at the camera and fingering his penis. A slow shutter turns car spotlights into smears of color as lightning cracks the sky like an egg.

Many years ago, the photographer and filmmaker was known as Vicki Blue and played bass in a little band called the Runaways that readers of this blog may have heard of. (Another former Queen of Noise, Jackie Fox, was at the September 20 opening with Victory.) She also directed the documentary Edgeplay: A Movie About the Runaways. So she knows from darkness.  She now makes her home and work in Palm Springs. It’s good — not just good for an erstwhile rock star, but damn good. The show, at 6679 Sunset Boulevard, runs until November 11.

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An Open Letter to the Seals of Cabrillo Beach

Dear harbor seals of Cabrillo Beach,

Gosh you are cute. Big eyes. Round face. White spots. I have always admired you — from afar. But I have boundary issues. Like, don’t touch me. Especially when I am in deep water. I had a bad experience with one of you last year, and I would really prefer you to keep your distance. I apologize to the seal I kicked today. I swear it was an accident. But don’t swim all up behind me like that! There’s plenty of room out there in the sea. And no, it is NOT your kelp bed.

I know, I’m not writing this to the dolphins. That’s because they do not touch me. They did freak me out a little bit when they surrounded us out at the buoy today, but they understand boundaries. Also, they don’t smell as bad as you, frankly. I smelt you before I saw you. Fish breath.

Seriously, I write this for your own good. If you keep coming up to swimmers — and I saw you with that other guy too! — you’re going to get relocated. I don’t want that, and neither do you.

I love all animals, including you, but let’s keep our relationship Platonic, and not physical.

Love (really),


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