A kindred spirit

I just discovered the very engaging Houses of Hancock Park blog.


Like me, the blogger has a predilection for 1920s Hancock Park manses, refined Sycamore Avenue apartment buildings, and limestone-faced New York townhouses, as well as a negative appreciation of the gloriously ill-conceived and inappropriate monstrosities that blight the Los Angeles landscape, like the one below:

"Doors to nowhere" at 532 S. Arden Boulevard.

His street-by-street catalogue raisonée of Hancock Park houses, with critique, is commendable.

184 S. Hudson Ave.

Urbane. Stately. Sophisticated. Who would choose Beverly Hills over Hancock Park, really now?