Closed on Sundays

This is a project about diversity, ingenuity, creativity, eccentricity, culture, architecture, socioeconomics, commerce and competition in my community of greater Los Angeles. It is about the struggle of the little guy to survive when all they have is a storefront, an idea, a can of paint and a window display to compete in an environment ruled by national advertising campaigns and celebrity endorsements. Some succeed; many fail and most just hang on. But how dull would our communities be without these unique forms of expression?

Very often, the idea of a small business is almost defined by whether it is closed on Sunday – a nostalgic notion in a society that is open 24/7. When you see the light filtering through the old-fashioned iron burglar bars, the result can be a rainbow of delights just beyond reach — at least on Sundays.

These images were taken on Sunday mornings in older neighborhoods like South LA, East LA, Boyle Heights, Koreatown, Chinatown, Hollywood, North Hollywood, Van Nuys, Inglewood, Huntington Park, Lynwood, South Gate, Arleta, Sun Valley, San Fernando, Reseda, San Pedro, Long Beach, Burbank, Eagle Rock and Highland Park.

This project was created as a diversion while caring for my beloved late wife Mamie as she suffered from the end stages of cancer and is dedicated to her precious memory.