As enamored of the arts as I was when I was a teenager, like most of same, I sought the things I was interested in outside the home. It’s too bad, because I missed out on what should have been more of a source of inspiration to me. Ken O’Brien, my dad.
My Father’s Pictures on 3819 2008
Life On Venice: Blues, guitar on 311 2008
Troubadour, tat shop, sky
January 9, 2008
Ocean Front Walk
Life On Venice: His Shadow on 3024 2008
Man, poster art and shadows
July 24, 2008
Ocean Front Walk
Ocean Blue Imports on 1324 2008
Boardwalk import shop with incense, saris, shell necklaces, woodcarving, candles…
Titanic on 1222 2008
This place has more hats than friend of DI Suzi W. But what really sets Titanic apart is when they crank the house music and the shirtless Eurotrash dude dances FOR HOURS on the platform in front of the store. I don’t know what he’s taking, but I want a pallet of it.
Light Blue on 1222 2008
Boardwalk bikinis and all the Havaianas you’re ever going to need. LOTS of bikinis. LOTS of flip-flops and slides.
Beach House Market on 0714 2008
I’ll take a V-8, some bananas and a bogey board, please.
Venice Playground/Workout Pit on 0712 2008
Between the body-building facilities at the Venice Recreation Center (the new Muscle Beach area) and the actual beach lies a sandy yard equipped with balance beam, rings, uneven bars, climbing rope and a range of other gymnastic and recreational apparatuses. It’s for bigger kids and adults. (An enclosed children’s playground can be found 100 yards to the north.)
A more relaxed locale for chin-ups than the nearby body-building facility, the work/play pit is a popular place for speed bag practice (there’s a speed bag station — though you must bring your own bag or possibly rent one from the rec center office).
Venice Boardwalk on 0529 2008
When most people think of Venice, nowadays, it’s Ocean Front Walk — the boardwalk — they picture. A couple of miles of insanity, vanity and humanity with souvenir shops and tattoo parlors galore, street vendors and palm readers, more crazies than can shake sticks at you, sleaze, ocean breeze, street performers, nut jobs, tourists, posers…it’s all here, particularly on beautiful weekend days. Come prepared for a full immersion in life’s rich pageant. If you’re bringing a pygmy anaconda, please bring its sunblock. Actually, best to leave the pets at home unless you want to traumatize them for life.
Venice Beach Drum Circle on 0213 2008
Less drum “circle” than inspired cluster-f#%!, this popular, long-running, public Venice happening usually gets its groove on by late afternoon Saturdays, coalescing on the beach at about Brooks Ave. Come, drum, dance, spin, flail, inhale the exotic bouquet.