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What happened: GOOD LA Meet Up

Posted by Carren Jao Pineda |

Last night, I went on an adventure downtown thanks to GOOD LA. I saw art about this city and I met people who obviously cared enough to show up and speak up.

The theme for the night was the city as a "canvas" for creative envisioning. GOOD Angelenos all met at Diego Cardoso Gallery, a hidden gallery set in what used to be a forgettable alley according to owner Diego Cardoso. I love the area's many lines, colors and textures--all of which came beautifully together in that courtyard.

Diego's paintings were equally inspiring. His works were full of color and life. I love how he captured L.A.'s many skylines.

While the discussion first began with art, it organically turned into a discussion of transportation. I was fascinated when I heard one voice after another talking about their experiences living in L.A. without a car and comparing their time living in other cities. Within that small group, we had people who had lived in Paris, Iran and Ecuador among many others.

We also heard about people's projects, which were equally amazing. Adam made an application that helps people take videos around the community. They could then pin those videos on a map for other people to add onto. As time went on, those collected videos could become a tapestry of stories all bundled in one location.

Jessica was part of a collective that's building a website to help artist find materials for their artwork by connecting them with people who might have things they would otherwise throw away.

A wonderful mother-daughter pair was also in attendance. The mother, who was also a teacher, reminded us that children have a powerful influence on adults and can be a force for good if taught properly. Her case in point? A 5-year-old recycle Nazi she harbors at home who constantly reminders his parents to recycle. She didn't bring her recycle Nazi, but she did have with her a wonderful 3-year-old daughter.

As the night went on, people started feeling more and more comfortable with each other. By the time 9 o'clock rolled around, people didn't seem to want to leave. I, on the other hand, worried about how I was going to get home.

I took the Metro and walked about a mile to the studio in the daylight to get to the event. At night, however, I was worried for my safety. In the end, I was "rescued" by the wonderful Will Wright and Amber, who walked with me to the 7th and Metro station. Who says Angelenos aren't nice? It's times like these that remind me that the heart of a city isn't its beautiful buildings or landmarks, but the people that live in it.


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