“that special place: kermit the frog land,” by earl parker

We all know what we’re talking about here, so cut the crap! You know you came here as a little kid, and then again when you were all grown up. You photographed the Hollywood sign, you got a tattoo; maybe even got some of the tail we have going around here. At any rate, me, the rest, i.e., we continue to flail away at entertaining the masses every single day. Hollywood will continue to struggle for “true culture:” to find what it never did, in of course a relaxed state. It is relaxing, but the foreigners themselves are the uptight ones. We are very far from the beach and our architecture reflects it. Nobody really know us: they just say “he lives in Hollywood,” and walk away. One can be rich, one can sell ones body, it doesn’t matter; we are all equal and different souls caught under the same bubble, or rather a dome hopefully someday. As you will see from these shots there is no place like this, and it is residential beyond the big NYC, where many of our freaks will go off to someday, but in disdain deep within…

(all photos by Earl Parker; Los Angeles, CA; 2009)

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