Late with the Decompression

Back in October there was a huge festival in downtown El Lay billed as a Decompression party after Burning Man. Twenty bucks to get in, but considering how many times I’ve seen my friend Christiane in concert without getting a good shot of her, I figured I could shell it out. Yet even with an outdoor show I ran into trouble: the reflective bunting hanging from the top of the stage cast a leaf-shaped shadow across her face, at times making her look like she was wearing a Mardi Gras mask. Oh well, I managed. It helped that Burgundy the bassist was clear of shadows, as well as Chris’s husband Sean doing his comic/magic act after.

And then we crawled around the whole place for hours, the highlight being the 3-D tent; if you have the glasses, you can still the flower photo comin’ at ya. . .

Burg sees me. . . oh oh

The Angel Brigade

Probably the best shot I’ll ever get of her. . .

She won’t let me borrow her halo!

I HOPE she’s doing the robot. . .

Sean marveling at his wife. . . I think

Step into my lair. . .

Burgundy on your shoulder much better than a parrot.

Sean turning trix again. . .

Sean needs to shave. . .

Chris shooting Burgundy’s. . . mandala

Now you see why Chris wears a halo. . .

That girl scares me. . .

Zaiden learning to salute. . . from Sean

Ireland going for a mock plane ride. . .

I can’t tell ya how much I loved the 3-D tent. . .

 

;o)