A groovy piece of Elysian Park history now on sale

Courtesy Mike Storeim/ Classic Posters, Inc.

It’s been more than 45 years since Elysian Park   hosted what is said to have been Los Angeles’  first love-in, a 1960s era spectacle of 1960s flower power and proto-hipster youth culture.  A reminder of this event is now up for grabs in the form of an L..A Love-In poster designed and signed by poster artist Gary Grimshaw. The orange, green and white poster currently up for sale  at Classic Posters Auctions, with an estimated price of between $1,000 to $2,000.

What does one bring to a love-in? The poster for the L.A. Love In, which took place on Easter Sunday in 1967, suggests bells,  flutes, flags, drums,  flowers, tangerines, food, incense, candles and joy.

If  you don’t want to spend between $1,000 to $2,000 for a piece of counterculture nostalgia you can always watch the video below showing a documentary of the Love-In created by Les Blank.


  1. It hasn’t been “more than 50 years” since Elysian Park hosted the love-in. Especially if it happened in 1967.

  2. Damn hip…wait for it…pies!!

  3. Wow, I remember this! I was going to Chatsworth High, having been expelled from Cleveland High, living in what is now Porter Ranch but then was mostly orange groves. A true dedicated pothead, young hippie in training, I left for SF as soon as I graduated in ’68. How amazing, that I walk my doggs on this very same hill..wonder what the earth there remembers. We used to come to Silverlake for SDS meetings, too..so far away from Northridge, such an exotic, dangerous neighborhood. Plus ca change, plus que la meme. Thanks for posting.

  4. Looks like fun! I wish I had been there…

  5. Where Exactly was the location , Elysian Park is a large park I don’t seem to recognize the area in this Film.

  6. I was there. Miraculous and wonderful things happened. I remember it threatened to rain and a group called The Wildflowers got up and played a song to encourage the sun and lo and behold the crowd looked up in unison as the sun poked through the clouds. I knew no other love in would be as wonderous and so never went to another.

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