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My City Rocks: Santa Monica, CA

 

These photos were taken over my high school career, growing up in Santa Monica. None of them were taken with the singular intention of capturing Santa Monica- they were all snapped during outings with friends, when I just happened to tote my Nikon DSLR around my neck. These photos are chance encounters of a place that I take for granted, but every movie, every book, every song wants to set its story.

Santa Monica is special because it’s a dream, and even dreams have natives. Natives will always see the surroundings without the lace and trimmings, but still with a certain rose tint. And so here is my home, through quick shots and rose-tinted-high-schooler-teenager glasses.

Abby Mahler

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Quotables

Don’t go to a museum with a destination. Museums are wormholes to other worlds. There are ecstasy machines. Follow your eyes to wherever they lead you, stop, get very quiet, and the world should begin to change for you. And if you see me, say something! We can talk about it together. — Jerry Saltz

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