Los Angeles to Liverpool
by chris cunningham
Ok, so, there’s this place, right? It’s called Liverpool. That’s in England dontcha know? And there’s a rather fantastical girl who lives there. Well, I’m going to go visit her. Shut up! I heard that! If I get around to posting this week there will probably be some rather silly photos of two goofballs with identical cameras, lenses, and bags parading around the north of England. And possibly an occasional hello or more by said special guest. I’m just warning you. I’ll spare you the details so your head doesn’t crack wide open in disbelief. It’s all you’re going to get.
So in the meantime, Los Angeles is showing off her flowery summer dress in the form of the Jacaranda bloom. The whole city turns purpley this time of year and it’s quite nice. Except for the part where all our cars get pelted with sticky little dead flowers. Every morning starts with the traditional windshield wiper scrape of the purple build up. Mess-y. But some days it can almost look like the rose parade on the way into work. Know that song Purple Rain? Prince, right? Yep, it’s about the Jacaranda trees in L.A. No really, little known fact.
that prince purple rain factoid – unbelievable, outta control. who knew other than you?
for those of you who don’t know…chris is by far the most amazing at obtaining, retaining and recalling these little known jewels. i am continually dumbfounded when they eek out of his being.
ps: 48hr film fest went well. i’ll share when i’m able. this year, i’m pleased with the result. genre: coming of age. we got to shoot some slow mo stuff and it works well in the film. have fun out there!
chrisssss…. its bloody cold here — but are you staying warm…hmmm. are you passing through london on our way out. see me if you can. i hope all is well.
Screw those trees,..my bike and my car are all sticky. Cris you old bastid,…gimme a call when u get back. Have fun.