“A kooky young girl
who dreams big and works hard
to make those dreams a reality.”
We interviewed to Tirion Eilir Haf not long time ago about her photography.
California Dreaming
Last year spent living in LA was pretty much everything I could have dreamed it to be and more.
Being able to hop on the $1 bus to Santa Monica, run into the sea and spend the afternoon floating in the waves was pure bliss. Every day felt like a ‘wow moment’ – the eternal sunshine, the neon pink sunset skies, rows of palm trees, food trucks in Venice Beach – it was all real.
When I went to the stunning Manhattan beach for the first time I was beside myself with excitement, my friend looked at me laughing and said “this is the kind of happiness you only see in movies”.
I went surfing in January (or “Tanuary” as a group of surfers in Santa Barbara called it), drove out to hot springs in the Mojave desert, went skydiving in San Diego and looked down to see both sides of Mexico and California. Catching a glimpse of the Hollywood sign never got old and every LA stereotype seemed to be living and breathing and walking around Melrose Avenue with their beards and little dogs. Angelenos grumbled about the heat and lack of seasons but as a summer butterfly, I couldn’t get enough of lazing by the pool and being woken up at 7am by the sun already blazing through the windows.
LA inevitably had some scary moments but I learned to avoid Hollywood Boulevard, refrain from jogging after sundown on Sunset Strip and love the grunge of the East side and Downtown. The wacky characters of Silverlake and terrifying hills of Echo Park all became part of this bizarre California dream I was living.
