SB 79 and Our Hood


SB 79 is a new law, authored by State Senator Scott Wiener, approved by the legislature, and recently signed by Governor Gavin Newsom, to allow the state to overrule local zoning laws and permit the construction of multi-family housing on lots which are zoned for single family housing when these properties are within a half or quarter mile of a bus or light rail stop.

In Los Angeles, the law will allow much denser and higher development along not only wide boulevards, but inside old, intact, single-family streets, “side streets” which never had apartments or multi-unit housing.


A guide to the law along with maps is here.

Tiered density: The allowable height and density for projects are determined by the quality of the transit stop and the project’s proximity to it.

Tier 1: Applies to projects near high-frequency commuter rail or heavy rail transit, like BART and LA Metro.

Tier 2: Applies to projects near light rail and bus rapid transit lines.

Along Sepulveda and Van Nuys Boulevard the proposed zoning map looks like purple bullet holes that radiate from transit stops. These circles are centered around the transportation stops and take no consideration into the historic or local character of any neighborhood. 

For example, I live on Hamlin Street which is a “Tier 2” zone because we are within a ¼ of Sepulveda Boulevard bus stop. My street, built on old walnut orchards, from 1936 onwards, is lined with palm trees, and then curves along with oak trees. The street has two-hour parking because of its proximity to Van Nuys High School.

If the law succeeds, my section of Hamlin Street would allow 65-foot-high buildings (six and half stories).

But the part of Hamlin Street a few hundred feet east from me would remain single family.

West of Sepulveda, south of Victory, is the beautiful and often filmed Orion Avenue with large colonial style houses planted with rose bushes and ranch fences, the location for many commercials seeking “a typical American street” that doesn’t exist anymore. With SB 79, the east side of the street could be obliterated with apartments that destroy the very beauty residents and film makers pay dearly for.


Yesterday, I had a real life encounter of what Hamlin St. and other locations nearby could become when I parked my car near 3052 West Boulevard in the Jefferson Park neighborhood of Los Angeles, east of Culver City. I was there to visit a new, multi restaurant creation, Maydan Market.

This area was given an economic boost by the Expo Line, a light rail system that connects downtown with Santa Monica. The good parts are investment, cleaner streets, the lowering of crime and the raising of the cultural and civic activities. 

The ugly parts are the disfiguring, ad hoc apartments that pop up on formerly coherent streets of 1920s bungalows. My eyes hurt looking at 3045 West Boulevard, a black and gray box suspended over a cinderblock faced garage, with a massive four story high open-air staircase on the side of the building. It looms like a monster over the street, with no respect or sensitivity to the vernacular that had existed here for 90 years.

Am I a hypocrite for decrying liberalized zoning that will change my backyard? Yes, I am. Sort of.

This blog has argued for years for the construction of new, multi-family buildings to replace unused parking lots behind abandoned shopping centers, or where there is a sea of asphalt like the Orange Line parking area along Sepulveda which was constructed for thousands of vehicles and is now empty.  I have fought for the idea of an architectural, coherent, community wide style that would incorporate history and embrace modernism but do it without destroying but enhancing the community of Van Nuys. 

And I’ve always cast a cold, unforgiving, forensic eye on the political neglect of Van Nuys by elected officials who seem to always be performing social media acts of kindness for oppressed groups while neglecting the needs of residents in this district. 

There are commercial zones galore that cry out for taller residential buildings along the wide boulevards of Van Nuys and greater Los Angeles. The one-story tall shops with parking lots in front are so defunct and useless that their very presence destroys civilized life and endangers the health of pedestrians. 

There are blighted buildings, such as this one at 7101 Sepulveda, that have been empty for years, packed with derelicts, unable to be demolished, yet crying out for replacement. As a bitter pill, the residents in the tree lined, charming, quiet streets behind must now expect multi-family housing to replace their 1940s ranchettes.

What do our elected leaders in Sacramento do with the quandary of building more housing? They embrace a fantasy of destroying single family homes and backyards. 

Will your neighbors and you, the elderly couple in the corner house, desire to ride buses (with homeless, drug addicts, crime?) and come home, late at night, from a bus stop on Sepulveda, and enter a new world of yet more cars, loud music, marijuana, dumped mattresses, and YouTube/TikTok/OnlyFans influencers smoking on the balcony next door? I doubt it.

Is that the paradise of tomorrow? Circles on a map, purple splotches of political malfeasance, indicating nothing but more mayhem, disorder and chaos.

I hope I’m long gone, either from life or Van Nuys, before this happens. 

Who Can Imagine This?


The continuing obliteration and destruction of the Sepulveda Basin area, with daily encampment fires, the hundreds of addicts camping out in garbage dumps of trash;with dogs, vehicles, bicycles, and shopping carts; is still ongoing.

Does anyone remember that this is a bird sanctuary, a watershed area, a lost jewel for the preservation of the ecology of the San Fernando Valley, and a park created for the recreational enjoyment of the community?

The sainted mayor with the dulcet voice, Karen Bass, had shown up last month for one of her photo ops, as the other trash camp on the east side of the 405 near Oxnard was cleared after five years.

50-75 people had been living there in Burning Man style until the orders came from City Hall that the news media was making a story out of it. This being LA, a problem that couldn’t be solved for five years, was magically disappeared in one bulldozing day.

The mayor spoke intellectually and philosophically, articulating something that perhaps nobody had noticed before:

“This is a notorious encampment,” Bass said. “This is such a dangerous location. I saw propane canisters all over the place. This has been a place of fires. This is dangerous.”

Yet she did nothing about it until it hit Instagram, KCAL and provided yet more catnip for her political enemies.

To live in Los Angeles right now is to inhabit a mental asylum where all officials, from the police, courts, and local government, all deny that they have any legal control over the removal of lethally destructive vagrants from public property. They are powerless, simply without any authority, to stop what any cop on the beat would have jailed in 1962.

Of course, the dark cloud over all this, is the spector of Trump sending in some army to “clean up the city.” The tanks and the soldiers will arrive, and then they’ll be stationed around federal buildings, and the trash camp parties of the Sepulveda Basin will continue. People will launch protests, and the mayor will say, “How dare he [Trump] send in federal troops to patrol LA when we are doing just fine without them!”

The obese ones of the City Council standing behind her will nod in agreement, proclaiming their legal and constitutional rights to run Los Angeles the way they have always run it, with liberty for anyone, all the time, no matter who they are, what they’ve done, or if they even have the legal right to stand on American soil.

Liberty to burn parks! Freedom to destroy public property! Let our glorious experiment in city government live for eternity!

December 15, 2013


A little over a decade ago I went for a late afternoon photo walk around downtown Van Nuys.

The Golden Hour or so it’s called, when the sun casts a kind glow on the city, deepening contrasts and saturating colors.

Van Nuys was bad but not as bad as now. Not every store was vacant, not every sidewalk covered in vagrants, shopping carts and garbage.

The Orange Line had just opened a year earlier and I was excited to ride my bike along landscaped paths paralleling a modern bus route. Why we were nearly a real city with the prospect of urbanism, pedestrians, bus riders, and bike riders.

Macleod Ale opened in 2014 and Van Nuys had a real brewery with community spirit and spirits.

In the future was Trump, Covid, Nury Martinez, George Floyd, street takeovers, ICE, protests for all the suffering in Gaza but no protests for the 100,000 LA homeless. No protests for a city without leadership that permits its parks to burn, its homes robbed, its citizens assaulted.

And in 2013 I could have never imagined the conflagration and destruction of Pacific Palisades, and their billionaire developer, a former mayoral candidate who tirelessly drones on about the importance of rebuilding his richest community in LA.

Where have you gone Isaac Newton Van Nuys? A nation cries its lonely eyes for you.

Altadena you burned down and I root for you too. Come back, brick by brick, ethically, morally, financially, and spiritually and show us how a reborn town can surpass the old town. Build multi-family housing along with single family housing because everyone needs housing.

Van Nuys is a shadow of a place. Nobody leads its rebirth, nobody fights for its glory, nobody upholds its laws or cares for its egregious ills. Nobody limousines from The Grove to KCAL to appear on the nightly news in custom tailored suit and silk tie with Karen Bass and demands drugstores, bookstores, grocery stores, clothing stores, restaurants, and Vuori, Lululemon, yoga and sushi bars for Van Nuys. Nobody looks at empty stores, vacant parking lots, eight lane wide boulevards passing people sleeping on bus benches and demands action from Governor Newsom and city leaders.

But charitably, the successful billionaire developer does think we should have a city that welcomes everyone here, legally or illegally, to pay them a pittance to rebuild, garden and minister to the wealthy elderly.

We have problems man. We have many, many problems and a national breakdown and a local one and people are screaming for someone to come and do something, anything for our betterment.

Where is our savior in Van Nuys? Where is our Rick Caruso? Is our Caruso only this poor blog?

Rebuilding for Sustainable Reasons


The fire ravaged hills of Pacific Palisades and Altadena not only cry out for rebuilding. But cry to rebuild in a better way.

Especially in Pacific Palisades, the only way back (as imagined by those in power) is to rebuild the gargantuan single family home. How these can be afforded, let alone insured, is the new mystery of 2025, for very few will want to spend the next decade constructing McMansions that may burn down in the next fire.

Insurers are fleeing California, as the pool of “safe” properties dwindles, and the rates they can charge are understandably limited. A low cost insurance would not even replace a burned down tool shed.

And then there are the philosophical and political battles raging from those who only want luxury housing to those who believe it is a moral imperative to provide a percentage of “affordable” housing to Angelenos.

Somewhere in the middle is the moderate case to be made for developments that mix commercial and residential in the same walkable community. For here, there may be defensible lines for firefighters to use to battle the next conflagration. Up in the hills, next to the wild lands, is where the greatest danger lies.

The safer alternative is a denser community of pleasant surroundings with apartments and homes near stores, and walkable streets with cafes, restaurants, hardware, shoe repair and bookstores. Yes, we have to make room for Lululemon, Alo and skin clinics, but they should not occupy the entirety of every single commercial space.

There should be a plan for rebuilding in an architecturally coherent way, one that actually puts living residential spaces above the stores along the sidewalk, rather than fake windows as one sees in The Grove and Disneyland.

And if a plan is selected, it should be in styles that evoke what made old California beautiful.

What follows are imagined architectural designs for rebuilt fire zones in Pacific Palisades and Altadena.

Engaged Community Development.


One of the hallmarks of a well-designed community, I believe, is considering how to place buildings so they engage with the passerby and speak an architectural language of civic harmony.

The vast majority of post-1970s Southern Calfornia housing does not.

I think of those developer cul-de-sacs with three car wide garage door fronts, or those depressing townhouses with narrow driveways that feature catapulting stucco boxes over vinyl garage doors in a dead end alley. Every last one is ugly.

People who live in this kind of unimaginative, zoning department paper plan of construction go home at night and stay unengaged with their neighbors. Nobody has a gathering place, there is no common ground, only rows of dead faced residences.

In better designed, multi-family housing there is a goal of community enhancement. It helps calm the nerves of Angelenos who rightly fear crime, vagrancy, speeding cars, and disrespect for others.

Communities where people can socialize, get out of the house, go outside and sit near flowers and trees; reading a book or drinking coffee near a pleasant park; are healthier places.

Concepts for Clustered Housing and Park Near Orange Line. Part 2.


East of the 405, south of Erwin, west of Sepulveda, north of the Orange Line are 12 acres of asphalt paved parking which was constructed in 2004 by Metro Los Angeles to accomodate a large of amount of parked cars that never arrived. These vehicles were, illogically, imagined to be driven by those bus riders who would then park their cars and take the Orange Line!

For many years, the car dealers of Van Nuys Boulevard rented the parking lots of Metro, in an obscene arrangement of prioritizing automobile storage over the needs of Angelenos who are ravenous for housing, parks and other uses of land which are not parking lots.

The auto dealers’ cars are gone. But the parking lots, weed-filled, empty, and providing nothing of aesthetic or functional use to the community, just sit and decay in the sunshine.

The environment around the parking lots is lovely to the north where the frequently filmed street of Orion Avenue presents an imaginary vision of Americana with its ye olde New England architecture, picket fences, and abundant rose bushes.

But Sepulveda is a mess. CVS (Erwin/Sepulveda) is a rundown, ugly, homeless encampment drug store, on its last legs, with empty shelves and anything on the shelves frequently swiped by shoplifters.

The 405 is the noisy, polluting, cancerous fact of life that provides deafening, daily helicopter, truck and automobile noise and air pollution to the community. It has been blocked out by sound walls to assure our waning sanity.

And to the south of the site where the empty parking lots sit, is the Orange Line Bus Route, soon to be turned into electric light rail line when a new transportation line is completed connecting Van Nuys Boulevard to Pacoima.

Everywhere there is trash, homeless, RVs, illegal dumping, tent cities, discarded fast food wrappers. The usual tale of Van Nuys and greater Los Angeles.

What can be done to transform 12 empty acres into something that enhances and uplifts our community instead of just using it for exploitation and degradation?

A possible answer is a residential area with parkland. These would be architecturally designed and environmentally friendly, and become an asset because their residents would assist in the care of this new neighborhood.

Family Run Parks

If the city were to devise a plan to have a family (which lived in one of the homes) run the upkeep of the park for a salary, based on a performance review, then it is more likely that the parkland would be cleaner, safer, and better maintained, unlike the sickeningly disgusting public parks that bring Los Angeles ridicule and shame like MacArthur and Westlake.

Having the people who use parks or schools clean the parks or schools they use, is something that the Japanese practice in their spotless country. It is an imported idea that could bring an upgrade to our city.

In any case, the transformation of the 12 acre parking lots should be done with sensitivity, care, and with the idea of providing recreation, housing, shade, and pleasant surroundings within a walk of public transportation.

To make these architectural renderings a reality, there will need to be rules, enforced rules, about what kinds of behavior will not be tolerated. This will perhaps be the most difficult part of the experiment, for we are far down on the road to hell in a city of red light runners, loud music, all night parties, marijuana moms, pizza boxes and McDonalds thrown along the curb, and the vagrants who ignite fires in the parks. To see discarded sofas and mattresses on the grass, or shopping carts with cans and bottles, and refrigerators on balconies will obliterate the possibilities of paradise.