Randyland is the best! It's unique and beautiful on its own, but to make the experience extra…read morespecial, you'll want to reach out to schedule a visit with Randy in person. Depending on the season and the weather, he'll be able to tell you what time of day is optimal for the best light. In my case, he responded quickly and made it so easy. I'm drawn to quirky people who are compelled to do something, do it well, and keep trying out new ideas simply because they love it. That's Randy in a nutshell, and his enthusiasm and creativity are infectious! You'll leave feeling inspired to see the world a little differently and to make your OWN art more often. Enjoy!

OK, I have had this place on my list of things to do for years. I saw it on Atlas Obscura and then…read moreI saw a video about it on YouTube. It was definitely worth the wait! What an amazing experience! Went with my sister, mom and dad on a Sunday afternoon. Beautiful light in October...beautiful light sculptures and what an interesting interaction with the universe. Randy was just a lovely individual. Like a really interesting, eccentric artist who just is behind what he is proffering 100%. Great talk. GREAT art. Great day. I really recommend it 100%.

It took a couple of seconds to register in my mind, but I had seen a gate, behind which something…read morehad sparkled. This warranted a second look. I turned heel and headed back a few paces to the formidable black steel gate. Through the bars of the gate lay a kind of alleyway formed by two buildings. Hung by pegs and anchors onto the stucco walls of the buildings was an assortment of symbolic curios; mirrors adorned with colorful frames, bells, birdcages, and trinkets. Below them were brightly painted clay statues similar to Hindu deities, topless sirens reminiscent of mermaids, and one resembling Kuan Yin the Buddhist bodhisattva of compassion. (Ironically, I was later to find her description plaque intact but the statue itself missing). Before trying the doorknob on the gate I glanced to my left to see an article framed behind glass and hanging from one of the walls of the entryway. Apparently I wasn't the first to discover this curiosity, Los Angeles Times writer David A. Keeps found it first back in 2006. I skimmed the article to learn that Pilates instructor Mary-Ascension Saulnier wrote a love story at some point and founded this place in 2002 as a physical manifestation of it. Also Mr. Keeps pointed out that this "breezeway" is officially known as the Meditation Water Garden, (although I found that it's popularly known as "The Garden Of Believing"), and it contains "39 hand-painted wishing well fountains paired with 72 affirmations" from Kaballa scholar Rabbi Yehuda Berg's Kaballa interpretation "The 72 names of God". After glancing at the garden's posted hours, I determined that the gate must be unlocked: with hesitant hope and anticipatory excitement I reached for the knob. It turned a full 180 degrees and with an easy pull, the door opened. I stepped through the archway and into a sort of mystical place. However, on closer inspection it was clear that the place was in a state of disrepair. The water fountains were all dry save one located in the back that gave off a soft burbling sound. Playing in the base of the fountain's pool were two clay children, one holding a wire mesh purse filled with marbles and another chatting in her ear. A small blond sprite clad in a toga and playing a pan flute hides behind a plant next to them. Neglected extension cords splay out over a couple of statues like snakes in the garden of Eden and hang in knots from the wire skeleton of a Christmas tree. A couple of phone books occupy the seat of one of the meditational chairs, and the place feels a bit cramped because of the clutter. However there is still much beauty to be found here. I found Osirus, a statue representing Intuition. He sits on a pedestal cross legged gazing down into an empty bowl. His green eyelids are mostly closed while he ponders his inner reflection. A plant grows near his feet, and red Christmas ornament balls dangle randomly over his shoulder. Earth Prana, our vital life energy, makes an appearance in a wood carving of womans head; her sun colored hair flows in the wind, and a sullen expression covers her face as she casts a glance down toward terra firma. Colorful birdcages made of cast iron jut out from the walls in the back, and hummingbird feeders hang from trees framed by a mission tiled roof. Yes, there is still much beauty to be found here, and I'm sure that once the goddess of compassion returns to the garden, things will undergo a substantial improvement. **Please see pics and take a tour of the garden** PS another yelp review of this place can be found under the unofficial name at http://www.yelp.com/biz/garden-of-believing-eagle-rock

Oh my God what a fantastic attraction! I went and not only saw the ghost of the man making the…read morefirst cheeseburger I also got a fantastic massage from holographic ghost that looked like Stevie Nicks! I can't wait to go back! Next time I'm bringing a charcoal grill and some raw meat and I'm gonna burn it right there on the sidewalk and slap some cheese on and relive history!

Don't waste your time trying to find this. I spent 30 minutes driving round and round the block and…read morewhen I finally found the right building, there's absolutely no plaques in the ground or on the wall in the front it might be behind the locked gate however I will never know What a waste of 45 minutes of my life.

It seemed so welcoming, so friendly, so colorful and unique you just KNEW the owner had to be a…read moregood person. Who else would put together such an eclectic, sensual collection of fountains, incense, edible plants and flowers, all for strangers to enjoy? And things were always changing! A little copper pyramid would grace a table one day, then be a hat for a buddha the next week. Little plates of shells, colorful pebbles or coins would appear, move around, then vanish. I loved it! It was the greatest place EVER! I went every week, watched fish come and go ( I rescued them a few times, too, when their water got so low their fins were sticking out. Luckily I found a garden hose and filled their basin again. ) I left coins and the occasional dollar bill, and contemplated taking dead plants and replacing them with new plants, but I thought that might be a bit much. Anyway I loved going there. When I had a baby I started taking her as well, and as she got older she looked forward to going to the "Water Garden" with me. Two years of going every week and I never got the opportunity to meet the owner and tell her how much I loved this bright little space. As a matter of fact, I never met anybody else there at all. UntiI one day. When I met the owner. I was sitting on a bench watching my toddler take pebbles from an offering plate and plink them into the water, joining the other pebbles that were scattered at the bottom of a crowded fountain. She brought me the figure of a man fishing, the sort of thing that probably sat on a bonsai at one point but broke off. I put the fishing man down on another fountain where I'd seen him the previous week, thinking he looked better there. There was a woman who was putting away a hose as we came in and had been ignoring us, but apparently the fishing man was the last straw for her and she came over to me, bawling me out for letting my kid touch her stuff. According to her, everything was placed *just so* in it's own perfect space and touching ANYTHING would mess up all her good energy. (You've GOT to be kidding me! Stuff was moving around ALL THE TIME! That was half the charm!) She also accused me of letting my child kill her fish with pebbles (there were no fish that week -I checked) and kept on rallying on until I left. There are no signs saying "No Children" or "Please do not move anything" or "No Touching", no warnings of any kind, and things moved from here to there every damn day, so I don't see how I was supposed to know this. So just like that, we were cast out of Eden, and the mysterious woman who I once thought was kooky-artistic and thoughtful turned out to an ordinary, run-of-the-mill psycho control freak with delusions. Eh. Every art "colony" has one. This one made a nifty water garden but, hey, it's not like I'm going to leave my kid at the sitters so I can go back alone, sit on a bench, listen to the fountains and reminisce about how I got bitched at, so long ago. Yeah it's a nice place to sit. But not for long, and not with kids which is sad because SWORK is right around the corner, so you'd think lots of mommies and kids go there after classes and coffee. More than anything I'm angry because she just started yelling at me with no prior warning and no build up. It's not like she told me to stop two or three times and I kept on going. So I leave it to you. You'll probably enjoy the water garden and quirky statues. And if you see her watering her plants or letting her fish dry up or adding a new painted fountain to her collection, just be sure to tell her that you didn't touch ANYTHING. Then steal a pebble when her back is turned. For me.

Great freeway. One of the best actually. I love opening up The Moosetang on the 134…read more Great things to see. Cool curves. Carpool lane. Great notice of when exits are close. I like to drop a few dollars out of the window so some lucky fool gets a prize. Thank you

The 134 I am for! The self-proclaimed Ventura Freeway runs from the edge of Burbank, through…read moreGlendale, and comes to an end passing through Pasadena. During midday, you can experience a good flow East or West bound, but like any Los Angeles County tire gonna experience some traffic. It's very conventional for connecting to the SFV (San Fernando Valley) as well as San Gabriel Valley with connections to the 210, 101, 5, and 2. Often a go to essential fwy when traveling to Highland Park, visiting friends in Pasadena or Glendale... Popping into Golden Road Brewery, Dodger Stadium and numerous other fun or convenient stops. Scenic views of lush green areas, landmarks, and roads are abundant.... If you're traveling two or more... The carpool lane I implore ;)

Well, its just what it says it is. There is a fork in the road at the fork in the road. As long…read moreas you do not set your expectation too high, if you want to see a fork in the road, definitely go check it out. If you're expecting anything more than that you won't get it. We were on our Route 66 journey from Chicago to Santa Monica and while this was a side trip (not on Route 66) we thought it was worth it.

Cool public art! The fork is separating S. Pasadena Ave and S. Saint John Ave in the City of South…read morePasadena!

The Shakespeare Bridge, built in 1926, is in the Franklin Hills neighborhood, which was made of…read moreconcrete and decorated in a Gothic style. It was named after William Shakespeare obviously, which was designated a Historic-Cultural Monument in LA later. I think it's an interesting neighborhood to check out if you happen to be in this area.

When I saw you I fell in love and you flirted because you knew. I have passed by this bridge for 7…read moreyears and thou art not given a review. Alas, here I am giving an ostentatious review. The Shakespeare Bridge in the Franklin Hills section of Los Angeles, California, was built in 1926. It is made of concrete and decorated in a Gothic style. It's total length based on my meter stick is about 259 feet and 30 feet wide. Locals drive across this bridge to escape the weekday traffic in Los Feliz Blvd. I have seen people do photo shoot for aspiring actors on this bridge. Overall, this bridge is almost like any other bridge in LA except it has a famous name.

My grandson and I loved looking at all the model trains situated in various settings. An amazing…read morecollection and a very festive atmosphere. Cookies and hot cocoa were served and the house is decorated for the holidays. Located right on Christmas Tree Lane in Altadena.

Really thought it was going to be better than it was. Long drive for maybe a 5-10 minute cruise to…read moreview decorations.. the only good thing about going down to this area is coming across a great little diner called Cindy's Restaurant cindyseaglerock.com... for not being an Italian restaurant they had some of the best spaghetti I have ever had! so delicious.. If your in walking distance to Christmas tree lane I guess its cool to kill a little bit of time, nice walk but definitely not worth the drive.. do not recommend!

You've fooled them, haven't you Michael? But not me. Blimey!!…read more If you're a fan of HALLOWEEN movie then you're on for a surprise. This is the place where a scene from Halloween was filmed at Montrose Avenue (hedge) in South Pasadena, CA. Micheal Myers peers out from behind this hedge as Laurie and Annie approach. I bet not too many people know this iconic scene. Now I spilled the beans. Lol. :D Maybe next time I'll play the character this year's Halloween. Trick or treat! Hahaha! Thank you street residents for indulging us fans (locals & visitors). And not calling the SPPD on us as we walk by and take photos. :D #ILoveSoPas #PasadenaRules

I will continue my journey through the original Halloween locations that you can find in South…read morePasadena. The famous Hedge where Michael Myers lurks behind is a few blocks away from the other houses. We walked to it, about 20 minutes, but we do walk like crazy so I know most people will drive. 5 minutes drive in a residential neighborhood, plenty of street parking. The Hedge looks the same, we clowned around a bit to take some photos of my husband playing Michael Myers and no, he's not that creepy. People live in that house so be respectful of their privacy. It is great to see all these locations so well preserved after so many years since they shot the original Halloween directed by Maestro Carpenter in South Pasadena. I am glad at least this part of LA is great about preservation. I wil conclude my horror location quest in the area with the Hedge. But this is your Halloween location trilogy guide!

Bliss! I have been a…read morecustomer here for well over 50 years! Love the Minestrone soup - it is absolutely delicious always served piping hot with delicious crusty bread! Then a small green salad ask for Italian dressing if you're not a fan of the Creamy Garlic house dressing. I am personally a fan of the manicotti as it is made from a crepe and filled with delicious cheeses and has a red gravy and mornay sauce on it! But I also am a fan of the baked mostaccoili too! So many choices!

Scarantino's is a true Glendale landmark, an old-school restaurant that has been serving the…read morecommunity since 1967. Four of us arrived for dinner right as the doors opened on a Saturday night, and while the food is excellent, I really wish they were open for lunch and dinner. The experience is solid old-school Italian exactly as you would expect; the interior, from the booths and tables to the decor, hasn't changed in over 50 years. This place holds deep personal significance for me. My parents used to come here, and we visited often with my stepfather when he was alive. I have great family memories tied to this space. Our meal started traditionally with a bread basket served with cold butter. Because I was saving my appetite for a food charity event later that night, I stuck with the antipasto salad, while my mom and sisters enjoyed the chicken parmigiano, chicken piccata, and veal parmigiana. The food quality remains high, and the service was great. We enjoyed quick, polite service from a server who looked after us well. It is a wonderful spot for anyone looking for a nostalgic, quality meal in a setting that feels frozen in time.