|Copyright Lea Antonio, 2007|
It was a warm day in LA. Traffic was light for a Sunday afternoon in K-Town. We had sushi at an unmemorable place down the street. He was wearing a sweater, I was wearing black stiletto boots and a dress that would would qualify today as a shirt. We were in line to see The Killers... remember them? My five-year-old used to sing Mr. Brightside in her car seat.
To kill time while waiting in line, I snapped a number of pictures of the distinctive architecture of the Wiltern Theatre, the people streaming out of the Metro stop across the street, and the "eccentric" homeless man taking a nap at the bus stop. One of those photos became the basis of this painting, "Wilshire Reflection."
Some people think it's a photo. Technically it is, I guess, a photo of a painting.
The painting hung in a local exhibition in South Pasadena. One day, an art director for the Metro offered to buy it. For his wife, as a birthday present. He liked the Metro blade reflected in the glass. I think he rode a bicycle.
I miss that painting.