My college mentor, Doctor Irv, was in town with his wife Irina for a convention. I met the doc 21 years ago during my college years at a local swim, tennis and athletic club where I was a personal trainer and he was a member. I was fortunate enough to be available for a Saturday jaunt with Irv in Venice, CA. I haven’t been to Venice since about 2002 so this should make for good entertainment and fun photographic opportunities for both of us.
We began our day with a brief sniff of Santa Monica near the pier.
A beautiful park with modern design throughout.
These “seal pups” provided some good vocals.
I’ve been eating at Versailles for about 20 years now and this location was the first one I ever sniffed. A friend lived right around the corner from here.
Versailles is the gold standard for casual Cuban food in LA. The pork is soaking in the lemony, garlicky sauce and it is ultra tender and flavorful today. We ordered dark meat chicken only.
I was thinking to myself that the doubles match on the court was a very strange one when senior citizen “Helen” began to tee off on one of the young “homies” for serving before she was set.
During our people watching Irv and I had an interesting discussion about tattoos. I recall when I was nineteen thinking that this fad would never last and would “go downhill quicker than a Winnebago on a San Francisco street”. Well, twenty odd years later I am forced to admit they are MUCH more popular than they were back then. These days, “everyone and their dog” has a tat. Back then youngsters inked-in to show their individuality, as a form of self-expression or did so to rebel against their parents or “the man”. Most of the time they stood out in the crowd for one reason or the other. Now that nearly every youngster has one I wonder how they stand out. Do they need a full “sleeve”? Or, a giant neck tat? Maybe a facial tat? What’s next? Inking your cornhole and then having to wear a t-shirt to inform others that you’ve done so in order to express how truly unique you are? Did your mind wander and begin visualizing catchy phrasing for a t-shirt design? If your wording rhymes then odds are that your t-shirt is very similar to mine.
“There’s something really the matter with most people who wear tattoos. There’s at least some terrible story. I know from experience that there’s always something terribly flawed about people who are tattooed, above some little something that Johnny had done in the Navy, even though that’s a bad sign…It’s terrible. Psychologically it’s crazy. Most people who are tattooed, it’s the sign of some feeling of inferiority, they’re trying to establish some macho identification for themselves.” — Truman Capote
I never really understood the interest and felt it was usually just a way of defacing the body. I found this to be especially true in regards to attractive feminine looking females. Here you have these beautiful girls and they distract the eye or deface their “canvas” with more-often-than-not ill-chosen ink. Often it makes women appear more like men; and I have a hard time finding much sexy or appealing about that. I know I’ve exposed more than a smidge of conservatism, and while I’m a definite supporter of being true to who you are, expressing your inner self and showing your “individuality”, I’m not quite sure how this is accomplished when you look like the majority versus the minority.
“Women, don’t get a tattoo. That butterfly looks great on your breast when you’re twenty or thirty, but when you get to seventy, it stretches into a condor.” — Billy Elmer
Here is Doc Irv’s (MD, Obstetrics/Gynecology) feeling on the subject matter:
“For me, a tattoo usually represents a moment in time which a certain image or feeling needed to have expression and be seen by the world. But we change over years and decades and our tattoos don’t. In the 70’s hairy was in—long hair, facial hair, body hair, leg hair genital hair. Now, bare is ‘de rigueur’ for both men and women. Hair styles aren’t permanent. I guess it seems too definitive to stamp oneself with a particular message. If 50% of marriages fail, then 50% of tattoo names are going to be out-of-date but not out-of-body. I think there will be a lot of regret by many tattoo wearers down the line. Ché passé, pot plants won’t be a big deal when it is legal. I guess I believe we were gifted when exquisite bodies. Why adulterate it. Would you put graffiti on a Rembrandt?”
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He’s been here since at least the 80s’ but I think there is an age reached where wearing Speedos becomes a criminal offense. And that age is — at birth. Unless you’re a member of a swim team…then we’ll sign off on it…”barely, barely”.
This was the friendliest facial expression this guy revealed. It seemed like he was giving the crowd the “stank eye” the entire time we were there. Or, he was incredibly focused on his exercise routine.
Doc Irv is pretty knowledgeable of this sport and requested a particular bodybuilding pose. The guy wasn’t familiar with the terminology so here is what he gave us. What do you expect though for the $1.00 he solicited from the doc.
Scenes from the movie “White Men Can’t Jump” (starring Wesley Snipes and Woody Harrelson) were filmed here.
This guy may not be a spring chicken but between the slow-ass shutter speed on my point-and-shoot camera and this guy’s reflexes I was SOL when I tried to get a frontal shot of him on his blades. He held up a t-shirt (“for sale” of course) with his image on it to cover his face.
I’ve been visiting here since the mid-eighties and I don’t recall talentless street performers exploiting the cuteness of the audiences children in order to earn a buck. This was “lame sauce” to the tenth power.
As I recall this mural was utilized in the movie “LA Story”. It served as the apartment building where Sarah Jessica Parker’s character lived when Steve Martin’s character picked her up for their date.
It was pretty busy for a Fall Saturday afternoon.
The blonde female pictured gave me “hard looks” for taking a picture and not contributing to the till.
This is a standard visual for this hood.
Above photo taken by Doc Irv. You could see peeps inside through that middle window. He had the patience to wait for the “cattle” to clear for him to capture this shot.
This has been shown in movies as well.
I’m unsure as to who the artist is on this mural. There doesn’t seem to be a reference to it online.
The man in the black shirt on the bicycle had a cute Asian baby in the large basket attached to the front of his bicycle.
Of course the vendor got cranky as I photographed this. I guess I should’ve pulled some “copper” out of my pocket at some point along the way.
Located on a side street of Ocean Front Walk.
This looks like the machine from the movie “Big” starring Tom Hanks. The fortune teller spoke to us as we passed in order to entice us into dropping in a coin. Once again, no duckets exited our pockets.
The doc can really frame a shot. I love his perspective of lining the shot with the bushes along the right edge which also draws the eye to the line of the walkway railing. This really draws the eye in and helps you avoid missing the full perspective of this scene.
Irv and I hadn’t expected the homes and canals to be as picturesque as they were.
The entire time we were here we only observed one “beater” house. And that house looked like it was transplanted from Santa Cruz in the 60s’ and was badly abused by drug-induced hippies.
Flowers are the doc’s specialty I would say.
I really find this shot visually interesting even though there isn’t a lot going on.
The doc says it is very rare to see a “Birds of Paradise” plant fully intact as this one is. The yellow fiery glow was created by the sun being in the background on this shot.
This occurred in the front yard of one of the homes on the canal. Fortunately the butterfly was able to free itself just as the orb weaver spider (from “Charlotte’s Web”) was going in for the kill.
This home displayed a sign warning of “24 hour security guard protection”. Irv stated that it was likely a Chihuahua.
Large rooster metal art piece in a yard.
I’m unsure as to the name for this Euro style of architecture.
A nice reflection of the bridge off of the water.
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I believe this architecture is a combination of Victorian and another similar style of that time period.
The doc has a reputation for taking great photos which are often featured in the holiday and travel vacation cards he sends friends and family.
They paddled underneath us as we stood on a bridge.
The doc was more interested in an English cottage styled house across the street.
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David,
Once again, I enjoyed your images and insights. Thanks for sharing! I used to live down in that area – Did my MA in History (UCLA) on popular culture as expressed along the Venice Oceanfront. That was back in ’85 … still looks similar. But, back in the sixties, it was a very different place – very much a part of the counter-culture. Those canals were beat-up and run-down – now, good luck touching anything there for under a million. The canals originally covered a much larger area, but many were filled-in after Venice’s decline in the ’20’s. The city’s original design was modeled after the Chicago World’s Fair in 1893. The guy on the roller skates is Harry Perry. A good friend of mine used to refer to him as the beach-side extortionist: he rolls up to you playing guitar and wouldn’t leave you alone until you gave him some money!
Keep the stories coming!