I honestly think I am to real photography what a butterfly catcher is to entymology. This is one of those haphazard shots that required virtually no skill or expertise to simply wave the camera out the car window and grab. 
A frog begins in a brilliant spawn, and then forms into an egg, and then morphs into this tadpole...
Located for at least 6 decades on El Molino at Del Mar in Pasadena. (Or is it somewhere in New York?) It's such a noir building -- but that jiggy-jaggy brickwork makes it silly, too. Now that's a unique combination...
Okay, so I don't just prowl around libraries at night. Sometimes I hang out under the Colorado Street Bridge in Pasadena.
