Leica M-E
Christmas Party Numero Uno
Sitting Down With Some Friends
Gorgeous Morning Last Winter
Classic Modern
Pictures from Last May
Feeling Blue?
July Morning, Downtown LA
Believe in Something Bigger
Opening Soon
Trend Report
Monochrome Monday
Doggie Style
Oh No! More Western Ave. Shots
Every Picture Tells a Story Donut
Theater Crowd
Plan B 2.0 in Action
Rapture
Plan B 2.0

I had a plan for this blog. As I accumulated blog-worthy shots I would dole them out one at a time, one a day, each with a pithy title. This wasn’t my original plan for 50lux, however. It was more like Plan B. The original plan? Well. That’s a longer story.
There’s a big problem with Plan B. It creates a slow and boring website. And it’s tedious beyond belief for me.
But the idea is that there are 365 days in the year… that requires at least 365 blog-worthy photographs every year… I’m not going to be out shooting every day or maybe even every week… so there’s always been the concern that one day I’m going to run out of pictures.
Well, as much as that’s likely to happen and it is, I’ve decided to jettison that kind of thinking and just do what the hell I want. So the new plan, Plan B 2.0 you could call it, is to post a lot more pictures. Bunches of pictures.
Not all of these pictures represent the best of my efforts and successes. They are not all great pictures. They might not all tell much of a story.
But most of them should.
Not all of the images that I post will reflect the endless tireless patience (which I don’t have) for post processing. There will be noise! 😉 And underexposures! (especially if they help to capture the mood or level of light of the actual scene.)
They certainly will not be carefully composed. I can be a pathological composer. But for the sake of capturing something as dynamic and alive as the city of Los Angeles… I’ll sacrifice some points in the street photographers’ world rankings to bring back images that do the complicated things that I want my images to do.
If the moment is about an expression that is revealing or a relationship that is interesting and the image I snap captures that moment… then I won’t hold back showing that image here on the blog simply because it is not also a perfect and carefully thought out alignment of compositional elements.
Anyway. I’ll be working my way backwards from the latest to the earliest from this year. When I run out, I’ll stall with some pithy discussion or reblog until I can go out and grab some more images.
Next year, I sincerely hope to start using the blog in some of the ways I imagined using it when I started it. But that’s a story for another day. Until then… as they used to say in the lumberjack trade (in cartoons) look out below!
One Thirty Nine
Pictures of Paintings, Artist Unknown
Blonde, Skirt, Building
Happy Thanksgiving!
Not Inclined
Figurines
Sussudio
I don’t know if I can explain the title here… or if I should even try. It’s just the whole beyond carefree package of LA woman. Age? Ambiguous. Toned and striding up a tonier part of the Sunset Strip in the soft California winter light. Everything that her clothes and confidence and the zip code she’s owning right there conjures up for me exactly the girl I always pictured when I heard that great Phil Collins song.
Waiting, Luminously
“…and THAT’s where babies come from.”
The Naked Tourist: Beverly Hills, CA
End School Zone
Drama
That Picture Worth a Thousand Words
Oh Snap!
May the Light of Love Forever Find You
Raging Rivers of Steel

About the biggest favor a resident of Los Angeles can do for an obvious non-resident standing in the street with his entire family is toot the car horn at him and motion for them all to get back on the sidewalk.
LA is a famously fast driving city, no one walks, cars tear through every last half-foot of pavement. It’s not unpredictable. It’s actually extremely predictable. Virtually every inch of roadway in Los Angeles will at various moments of the day have automobiles thundering over it. Curbs are worn with the tell-tale signs of drivers who have slammed and scraped into them.
So let me say it here to anyone who ever comes to L.A. to visit. Wait for the walks signs. ON the sidewalk. When you get the walk sign, proceed warily. If you don’t yet have a walk sign. Wait on the sidewalk. Let me repeat that last part.
ON THE SIDEWALK.
With your precious family. All of them. The children. If you don’t, and someone has to toot the horn at you to make sure you don’t walk into their two-ton motor vehicle, just wave and step back. Maybe with some quiet reflective gratitude.
Maybe not like this this guy. Who began shouting at us in a language I’d never heard before after Mrs. 50’Lux tooted the horn at him. But the tone was unmistakable nevertheless at conveying the message that he wasn’t at all appreciative of the fact that we were sending him a gentle warning that could save his life.
So Much Red
Rodeo Drive Candid (+ 1 Posed)
Untitled, Brentwood, CA.
One of these things is not like the others. (Okay, maybe two.)
Grainy Color
Early Morning Wave
Broken Looking Space
On the Wall
Koreatown Candid
Reflections in Black Marble

Proof of Heaven
Okay, the thing is, it’s here on Earth and it’s just for some lucky guy down in Laguna Niguel, Orange County, CA. But there it is. And we can all experience heaven vicariously through him, right?
Actually, I’m pretty much in heaven shooting this Leica 90mm Elmarit 2.8. Oh yes I am. This image above is actually a crop of the one below.
Now I could have cropped to the blonde in the thong. Yes, she is blonde and she is wearing a thong. Then many of you would probably be in heaven for a moment or two. But you’d hate yourselves later and I wouldn’t want that. 😉





























































































































