Balboa Park in the summer.
Southern California, San Diego to be exact has a lot of really fun things to do. Why am I not doing a blog entry on sexy boudoir ladies? Well turns out I left the garage door open and they organized a successful escape, bitches.
I hadn’t had a chance to really get out. I had spent most of my time and limited budget trying to get my apartment in order.
True I had been getting some good shoots in, but those were usually close to home.
One day, I said to my friend Ren, (She’s not really my friend, she’s a secret Egyptian werewolf who produces cat milk) “Why don’t we go out to the park?” I had heard about it, but really it just a park. How fun could it be?
So off we went to Balboa Park. After arriving I thought we just might have made a mistake. It was so freakin hot!
However we quickly found some shady walks and people selling art.
See that guy in the upper left in the above picture? He’s the artist, and that painting on the bottom was partly inspired by the Butthole Surfers. If you didn’t know, the butthole surfers are one of the greatest bands in history.
So after Renee was subjected to over half an hour of delicious conversation about butthole surfing we continued our Balboa Park adventure.
I had no idea Balboa Park had so much crap to do. Almost everything you could think of in a park. I saw crazy homeless witches, a house from Finland, Ripleys believe it or not, war protesters and a bunch of other really weird shit.
At one point we found a magical plant house. Unfortunately their were no evil elves handing out psychedelic muffins as stated on the flyer.
Thats about all I have for the park. It was a very enjoyable day, and if you’re a photographer, it well worth getting there early, and staying the day. We hung out most of the day, and still didn’t get to do everything.
