We decided to go to Silver Lake’s Bates Motel on a gloomy Thursday morning, slightly
on a whim after I realised I had all but completely forgotten to include this in our
itinerary. K and I were dressed in formal black and whites for a lunch later that day.
Imagine the contrast when we arrived at the derelict motel that morning. French artist
Vincent Lamouroux recently transformed the Sunset Pacific Motel (on the corner
of Sunset and Bates), also known as the Bates Motel, into a gorgeous temporary
contemporary (now that’s a mouth full) art installation. The large white building,
extensively bleached with white powder/paint, creates a striking visual effect against
the clear blue skies in Los Angeles on normal sunny days. But on this grey and rainy
day, it was much more true to its name. There was this eerie suspension lingering
in the air that made you hope you hadn’t arrived at a horrific scene. That day, the
neglected Bates Motel, in all of its perhaps disglory, would have done Hitchcock proud.