I have decided to explore some unpainted images I've been storing up in my head for the last twenty-five years. They didn't fit into my "night city" thing, but that thing hasn't been going much of anywhere lately. I still have tons of night scenes to do, but I'm going to mix them up with other images like this one.
In the early eighties, I visited a special lady who lived in Newport Beach. We went to the original (at the time, I believe the sole) Ruby's Diner, at the end of the Balboa pier. It was converted from an old art deco bait shop, and captured the style of the late 30's-early '40's perfectly. The male waiters had white-sidewall haircuts and the ladies wore retro makeup and hairstyles.
The whole mood reminded me of the stories my parents told of wartime Huntington Beach and the exploits of one Richard Austin, who more than once buzzed town in the P-38's he ferried from the Lockheed factory in Burbank.
I later returned to the pier, early on a January morning after a rainy night, and took some photos as the sun rose. Those sat for thirty-odd years, and I finally used them to create my fantasy scene. Keep 'em flying, Austin.