I went to “The Last Bookstore” in downtown L.A. and came out happy after seeing thousands of books in this quirky place!
Last time I was in Los Angeles I bought a bunch of used books about wine and took them back to Paris; the books were great and I like the bookstore’s sense of humor:
Even funnier are their section of “books by color”!
They have taken this idiocy to the max:
Only people who love books can laugh at them like this by arranging them by color!
Some people play chess,
but they mainly read…
They have a little art gallery :
There is a Borg section,
that I liked a lot:
I was even able to find one of my favorite issues of National Geographic magazine about Suleiman the Magnificent from 1987!
Just some snow outside and it would have been a perfect christmas scene…
No snow but they have this amazing labyrinth made out of books that starts with a funny tunnel:
with a soldier standing guard outside…
If you don’t like what you read, you know what to do:
But when you get over your anger, you can sit down quietly and read again,
A nice book about Christmas,
before these ladies get angry at you…
And throw you out of…
Merry Christmas everybody!
See my 2007 Christmas in Beverly hills here.
See my 2009 Christmas in Strasbourg here.
I love the statues of Madonna and Child and I have a great collection of pictures from the Catalan National Art Museum (MNAC):
They range from around 1250 through 1600 AD and are made of polychrome wood.
This one is by Jeronimo Hernandez de Estrada from 1600:
Even non-Christians can’t pass these beautiful Madonnas without feeling the warmth of a mother’s tender embrace…
Merry Christmas Everybody!
Guess what we all got from Santa Claus this year?
It’s been a horrendous holiday season and my images below illustrate the Christmas mood of Rodeo Drive:
The real estate market is so bad, they are giving away whole buildings!
The haute couture has a small “sale” sign but no buyers…
The Christmas decorations are as gorgeous as ever but with no money to spend, people are just not in the mood,
and the Cinderella slipper has to wait for a better (non-bankrupt) prince.
The doormen at Prada are waiting in vain too— the headless/moneyless client is entrapped in Koolhaas’ quirky cell:
Last year’s night version of this was way more cheerful…
Africa’s still bleeding in spite of De Beers pretty windows:
An exercise in futility if you ask me but Harry Winston is still showing off its ridiculous necklaces.
The poinsettias are effortlessly beautiful and everywhere—they keep bringing a smile to my face without costing an arm and a leg.
An espresso and the man of the year to wrap up the day.
It looks like we’re going to have to take Einstein’s advice, whether we like it or not: “everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler.”
I am crazy about scarves. This is one of my few indulgences: silk scarves to wear around my neck. One of my favorites is this Hermès piece:
It inspired me to make this card which is available for purchase :
and this t-shirt, available in several colors :
I have this resurfacing nostalgic feeling about snow every winter in southern california; being born here, my son doesn’t miss the snow much, but I, being born on a snowy December first, in Mashhad, Iran, miss it a lot…The quiet beautiful snow who always speaks softly…
There is this short novel I read a few years back called Neige (snow in french) and of course the great book of my friend Jean-Michel Maulpoix called Pas sur la neige. “Chaque flocon répète: nous n’irons plus au ciel.” (every snowflake repeats: we’re not going back to the sky)
I don’t know the name of the photographer of the above picture but I figured I would throw it in for all of you homesick persians.