Palm Springs is strange. The people don’t even seem human. As I drove the yawning side streets & neighborhoods, I noticed people sitting idly on porches. It was like they were waiting to die. They sat there in the dirty sunlight & watched the trash blow by, surrounded by lava rock, cactus & stones. Like I said: Mars. The houses have an odd ‘unoccupied’ look that is peculiar to this area. Maybe, because they are vacation homes…? I am unsure. It certainly makes pool hunting more difficult. Today, I saw this one home. It had 1950s architecture, blistered paint & a red lava rock yard in front. Overgrown palms & cactus were all around the perimeter…it looked like it had sat empty for years. The wooden fence was half broken & it sagged on rusting hinges. I moved quickly into the yard. I saw the pool. It looked great & was virtually empty. I went to take a photograph & then I saw a mans bald head through the patio window. I exited quietly. One can never tell. Today was a grid search that ended up being a ‘Square Pool Sunday’. One can’t win everyday. Besides, at least I was out hunting the grid & not sitting on the couch, drinking cheap beer & talking about how rad it was ‘back in the day’. All images by ‘me’. Skate- Ozzie
first posted November 2010