Louis Jacinto


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Bag Chatter

The Bags, Hong Kong Cafe, Chinatown, Los Angeles, 1979

The Hong Kong Café in Los Angeles’ Chinatown opened in response to the banning of punk bands, especially bands with girls in them, from the first Chinatown venue to book punk, Madame Wong’s.  The Bags played at Madame Wong’s in 1978, and the place was trashed, thus the ban!  Hey, we couldn’t help it; the energy coming from The Bags was too great to keep within the confines of the small stage!  I love this image of The Bags performing at the Hong Kong Café, capturing their in-between song chatter; Pat Bag and Alice Bag, Terry Dad Bag and Craig Lee.  I was a lucky kid to have seen these incredible artists!

Wanting Your Own Band

Gary Valentine, Whiskey A Go Go, West Hollywood, 1978

Gary Valentine was an original member of Blondie but just before the release of their second album, he was out of the group.

He moved to Los Angeles and formed The Know, a power pop trio along with Richard d’Andrea and Joel Turrisi.  Though not punk, they also weren’t what was being played on the radio at the time.

I always wondered why Gary left Blondie just before the band hit big commercial success. So the other night while in a bookstore, I quickly scanned Debbie Harry’s new autobiography and found her version – Gary wanted to have his own band so the Blondie manager fired him.

Of course, as is the case too often, as soon as he was out of the band the third album came out and Blondie was at the top of the record charts.

The Know played endlessly in Los Angeles but could never get the record deal any band wanted during those times, but their shows were tight, fast and loud.


Off all the things going on, confusion

Let us do the work now

so we all see each other on the other side of this


Angela Davis

First and foremost I hope that you and all of your family and friends are well and safe.  This is a tough time, but we’re going to make it!

During this bit of down time for me, I’ve been able to put more focus on the cataloguing and scanning of my hundreds of 35mm negatives, going all the way back to 1975.  That’s a big backlog!

I have chosen to donate select bodies of my photographic work to the City of Los Angeles Library so that when I keel over (my Mom is currently 92 and going strong, so I’m not going anywhere for a while) these negatives do not end up in the trash heap, as is the case for many artists who don’t plan ahead.

I chose the City Library so that everyone has the opportunity to access the work.  I know that universities can be a great depository for work like mine, but sometimes only students or academics can access certain research departments at universities and I didn’t want that barrier to my work.

The first three bodies of work that I’m submitting to the City Library are my images of the Punk rock music scene in Los Angeles 1977 – 1980, 1982, 1984; Angela Davis in Los Angeles 1978 and 1979; and lastly Jane Fonda and Lee Grant at an Equal Rights Amendment Rally at the University of Southern California campus in 1976.

onodream Press has published a collection of these photographs, “Angela”. 

A link to the book follows the images.

Again, be well and safe! Here are some images of Angela Davis from 1978.






“Angela” by Louis Jacinto

Published by onodream Press


Hope Fading (If We Let It)

In 2010 the posters from the first presidential campaign of Barrack Obama plastered all over the city were now fading and peeling away.

Senator John McCain, Obama’s contender, had chosen Sara Palin as his vice-presidential running mate.  It was with this choice that McCain opened up the racist and low-educated American’s to come forward and openly espouse their hatred, leading to the current state of the nation’s moral condition.

I was driving on Broadway in Los Angeles when I spotted this wall with the remnants of Obama’s ‘Hope” poster near 23rd Street.

The next day I photographed the image and realized that we are the only ones who can retain our American values and return them from the racist individuals who wish to regain control of our nation.

My uncles Richard Padilla, Bernard Padilla and Jerry Giarrantano did not defeat the Nazis during World War II to have one reside in the White House today.

We outnumber them!


Currently on view through December 30, 2018 at Matter Studio Gallery, 5080 W. Pico Boulevard, Los Angeles, California 90019

Gallery Hours: Thursday – Sunday, 11 a.m. – 5 p.m. and by appointment 323-917-5191

Repeating Ourselves Again

Repeating Ourselves Again, 2018

Everyone is being attacked, openly.

They look like me.

And you.

Repeating Ourselves Again

is currently in the exhibition

“Unearthing Matter”

through December 30, 2018

Matter Studio Gallery

5080 W. Pico Boulevard

Los Angeles, California 90019

Friday – Sunday

11 a.m. – 5 p.m.

By Appointment





Hopi Prophecy, 2016

Photographs, Mixed Media

16 X 50


Deepwater Horizon Oil Spill

April 20 – September 19, 2010

4 months

4 weeks

2 days

8000+ marine lives killed

11 human lives killed

4.9 million barrels of oil spilled into the Gulf of Mexico

I remember seeing the news video of the oil gushing out into the sea.  I remember feeling so powerless about being able to stop it.  I remember thinking, “Why are we still destroying ourselves?”

I know that if all the cars on the planet were electric, we would still be needing oil in order to make the tires that the electric cars run on; the plastic that is used to make the  keys I’ve used to write this posting on my blog, the . . . . . (the list is endless).

“If we dig precious things from the land, we will invite disaster.”

This Hopi prophecy was shown at the end of the 1982 film Koyaanisqatsi.  I thought of it when I began to create “Hopi Prophecy”.  It comes true over and over again.


Creating “Hopi Prophecy”

In creating Hopi Prophecy, I took two vintage silver gelatin prints – self-portraits from 1978 – and altered them.

The left photograph was collaged with symbols of oil companies, including that of BP, the company responsible for the disastrous oil spill.

The right photograph was drawn on and given the nuclear symbol with an archival permanent marker.

Between the two altered photographs printed on archival paper the Hopi prophecy. The prophecy was printed in small letters so the viewer could come closer to the image and after reading, stand back and again view the two images – a disturbed human.


Hopi Prophecy

is currently in the exhibition

“Unearthing Matter”

through December 30, 2018


Matter Studio Gallery

5080 W. Pico Boulevard

Los Angeles, California 90019

Friday – Sunday

11 a.m. – 5 p.m.


By Appointment




Sunset Junction Street Fair

Sunset Junction Street Fair, 1981

I was hired to photograph the Sunset Junction Street Fair during its 2nd and 3rd years, covering the periods 1981 and 1982. This annual Los Angeles event was held at the end of August and continued for 30 years to its final date in 2010. As the years went on, the festival became larger and more commercialized, losing its neighborhood feel. Additionally, within the intervening 30 years, the original need for lessening the tensions between the Latino and Gay and Lesbian communities had ceased, especially as the entire nation moved towards the acceptance of Gay and Lesbian rights and equal protection.

The National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay Rights was a large political rally that took place in Washington, D.C. on October 14, 1979. The first such march on Washington drew approximately 125,000 gay men, lesbians, bisexuals, transgender people, and straight allies to demand equal civil rights and urge the passage of protective civil rights legislation.

Among those in attendance at this historic gathering were a group of community leaders who lived in the Echo Park, Silver Lake and Los Feliz neighborhoods of Los Angeles, the city’s most diverse. These 3 Los Angeles communities, located just northwest of downtown, included every group possible – ethnically, racially, economically – living side by side. Also included was the ubiquitous gay and lesbian community.

Energized by their experience in the nation’s capital, several of these community leaders met to discuss ideas of how they could bring their enthusiasm from the March on Washington to their community.


Robert Aguayo, Mayor Tom Bradley, Joyce Azelton, David Martinez, 1981

At the time Latino street gangs were attacking members of the gay community, usually at night after the local gay bars closed down at 2 a.m. The community leaders – including Joyce Azelton, Joc Church, Caroline Bernard, Priscilla Warren, Diane Clark, Michael McKinley, Ray Lusink and Peter Losee, among others, wanted to address this serious issue.

After several brainstorming meetings, the group agreed upon a festival where all members of this beautiful, diverse community would participate and celebrate each other’s cultures, working side by side to demonstrate how their commonalities far exceeded their differences.

Of importance was bringing together the 5 local street gangs to call a truce with each other and provide security for the festival.

Unlike most communities throughout Los Angeles who shunned street gangs at public events, the Echo Park, Silver Lake and Los Feliz communities recognized that the pride that such gangs held for their neighborhood could be used to show that pride in this celebration.

Local police quickly opposed this idea, stating that the 5 street gangs would never cooperate and honor the truce, and blood would be flowing in the streets.

But the festival planners, along with the support of the neighborhood social service organizations, businesses and schools, lobbied for the support of the event to the local city council member. Not a single incident occurred.

Thus was born, in 1980, the Sunset Junction Street Fair. Closing off Sunset Boulevard, the main thoroughfare running through Silver Lake, the community held an opening parade and welcoming ceremony by the local politicians and the other sponsors of the event.

For two weekend nights that summer, the entire community came together and welcomed the entire city to join them and learn how living in harmony with each other can be accomplished.

This, my body of work, photographically documents this culturally, politically and socially important event in Los Angeles’ history at its nascent pivotal point.


Mama Mime, Sunset Junction Street Fair, 1981

Equal Rights Amendment


Jane Fonda and Lee Grant, ERA Rally, Los Angeles, 1976



I had been living in Los Angeles for 7 months by then, moving from my hometown of Bakersfield, California to attend my third year of college.

By this time, a roommate didn’t have enough money for her share of the rent so she offered to pay with her 35-millimeter camera.  I said yes.

In high school I made Super 8 movies and took “artsy” photographs with my Kodak 110 camera, so this “real” camera was a Godsend.  During my first two years of college in Bakersfield I had taken photography classes and printed my photographs from my 110 negatives.  So I enrolled in photography again, mostly to have access to the darkroom so I could start printing with this new camera.

I had met Mark Vieira at a student dance a couple of months before.  He was a photographer and worked at the University of Southern California.  After all these years, Mark and I remain friends and he has had an incredible career as a photographer as well as being the author of several books on the Golden Age of Hollywood.

So back in May of 1976, I had heard that Jane Fonda and Lee Grant were going to be speaking at an Equal Rights Amendment (ERA) rally on the campus of USC.  I told Mark we should go.  I shot an entire roll of film; Mark shot some film too, but I think mostly of me.

Although I could do a great job of printing my black and white photographs, I didn’t do too well at developing the actual film.  This roll from the ERA rally turned out to be my last.  A lot of the images came out very poorly, not from the camera, but from my blundering in the darkroom.  I realized the risk of ruining a roll of film, especially with once in a lifetime images, was not worth the risk. Today, with the help of computers, the images have been saved.

Below is what the Equal Rights Amendment was about and what happened to it.  I thought of these images from that time with the recent death of the misguided conservative Phyllis Schlafly.

“The Equal Rights Amendment was a proposed amendment to the United States Constitution designed to guarantee equal rights for women. The ERA was originally written by Alice Paul and Crystal Eastman. In 1923, it was introduced in the Congress for the first time. The ERA has always been highly controversial regarding the meaning of equality for women. It was “feminist against feminist”, said historian Judith Sealander; the result was the eventual defeat of the ERA.  Middle-class women generally were supportive. Those speaking for the working class were strongly opposed, arguing that employed women needed special protections regarding working conditions and hours. In 1972, it passed both houses of Congress and was submitted to the state legislatures for ratification. It seemed headed for quick approval until Phyllis Schlafly mobilized conservative women in opposition, arguing that the ERA would disadvantage housewives.

Congress had set a ratification deadline of March 22, 1979. Through 1977, the amendment received 35 of the necessary 38 state ratifications. Five states rescinded their ratifications before the 1979 deadline. In 1978, a joint resolution of Congress extended the ratification deadline to June 30, 1982, but no further states ratified the amendment and so it did not become part of the Constitution. Several organizations continue to work for the adoption of the ERA.”


Angela Davis

I remember a conversation from many years ago.   My friend Bill Saxon and I were talking and he said he wanted to become an activist.  About what, he didn’t say.  But I remember thinking that he must be thinking of only the attention an activist receives from some college kids who were too young to have been able to participate in the social upheavals of the 1960s.  I was in college, in Los Angeles, during the mid-1970s.

I think Bill only heard the applause at rallies and conferences, causing the crowd to rise to its feet with each new “revolutionary” revelation espoused from the stage.  That does not an activist make.

The impetus behind the life and the work of a true activist is not the search for celebrity, but rather the search and the end goal of societal change.

In 1969 I finished grammar school and began High School.  That was the year everything seemed to have changed.  My first heroes, The Beatles announced their break-up.  Diana Ross announced she was leaving The Supremes, my other heroes.  Simon and Garfunkel broke up; they sang a song about Frank Lloyd Wright, my favorite architect, on their farewell album.  An American astronaut landed on the moon; my paternal grandfather never believed it.  Judy Garland died during that summer; drag queens, gays and lesbians in New York City said NO to police harassment the following weekend.

It was during this time that Angela Davis was fired from her teaching position at the   University of California Los Angeles for being a Communist.  I wasn’t a Communist, but I knew that our nation allowed all of us to believe – or not believe – any way we wished.

By October of 1969 Angela Davis was hired back.  Her continued journey into my          consciousness would continue into the tumultuous few years ahead.

By the time I took these photographs in 1978, I realized that a true activist works.  It is we – the “fans”, the media – who build up the images and then quickly abandon “the cause” that becomes no longer au courant.

Much work in her struggle for making the world a better place for all continued for    Angela Davis whether followed by the masses or not.


ANGELA by Louis Jacinto