sunset, not fire. looking across topanga canyon a year ago.
Malibu. I am sending love to all my friends, to the firefighters, to the animals, to the canyons, to the mountains, all affected by the Woolsey Fire. I lived there, and I return when i can. These pictures were taken from my house a year ago. If i were there now, I would see the hills consumed with flames. People have been evacuated. The PCH was a parking lot yesterday, with evacuees driving south to safety. Right now large animals are being kept alive at Zuma beach. The photos of houses and land on fire are heart-wrenching.
Western Town burned down—it was a film set at Paramount Ranch in the Santa Monica mountains. I used to take family and friends there when they would visit, to hike among the live oaks (some scarred from past fires) and walk through the ghost town. Our friend Robert Loggia shot there, shows and films.
California fires are pure nature, driven by strong Santa Ana winds, fueled by chaparral (dense, highly flammable shrubbery--fire regulations required that i cut mine on the canyon side every year before fire season started.) Fire season is now year-round. Love to Malibu, Thousand Oaks, everyone affected, especially my dear friend Veronique and her dogs Walter and Daisy.
the hills in peaceful times.