how strange, to find in real life, the very things that inspire you. this week, while spending time in palm springs, i drove by the building above. hotel california. months ago, i found this picture on a blog and immediately saved it. hotel california is one of my favorite songs, as well as my sister’s, and california itself has always been a major part of my life. how strange, it seems, to be driving along in a place i have not been for at least a decade, and see this building that i loved so much. it could have been anywhere. but there it was. how strange, to find this place on the day the world should lose glenn frey, the very writer of the song.
“any time of year, you can find it here.” like something deep within my soul, the hotel california made itself known to me. part of its magic is the eeriness of the song, the building, the desert itself.
> second image is my own, please credit if taking.