ok, i don’t really expect anyone else to understand or like these pictures.
not that they resist understanding by being terribly sophisticated or subtle or nuanced.
it’s just that they’re not architecturally significant.
and they’re not very attractive.
but i love them (and the subject matter depicted therein) because:
1-they represent grimy hollywood, which is still filled with these unintentionally (i’m assuming) gothic, run-down houses.
2-it’s the middle of hollywood and the residents of this house have a car fenced in in their front yard (i grew up poor and white trash, and even in my poor, white trash childhood i never saw a car behind a chain link fence in someone’s front yard).
3-it was a sunny day in hollywood, but somehow this house sucked up the sunshine and just looked kind of ominous and malevolent, even though it’s surrounded by tropical plants.
people have always loved the l.a noir of philip marlowe and raymond chandler and chinatown and l.a confidential, but usually people like 1940’s l.a noir for it’s dark and gritty overtones. but hollywood in 2012 still radiates and emanates a disconcerting darkness in lots and lots (no real estate pun intended) of it’s grimy corners.
i mean, i look at a bleak fortress like this house, with it’s chain link fence and fenced in beat up car and i wonder, ‘what goes on in here?’, ‘what has gone on in here?’, and ‘what will go on in here?’
i’m guessing that the current owners are former paramount executives who are now breeding some special type of alligators bred only to eat steroids and crystal meth and disembowel adorable teddy bears.
that’s what i’m guessing, anyway.
i love this weird gothic sun baked fenced in fortress.