17 May 2012

Going to the Getty

The last time I went to the Getty, it was 2001, back when I thought I hated LA.  My life was unrecognizable then, my 3-year relationship kaput, my identity, masticated by self-doubt + confusion.  And seeing the Getty changed my perspective on LA, on SoCal, on almost everything. Eleven years later, I saw the Getty with fresh eyes + a heavy heart.  Just like in 2001, I now feel like I'm just passing through LA once again.  But I'll save you the sob story + show you how beautiful it can be from the inside:

















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