This is the Slammer on SE Stark where it sort of converges with Sandy near 7th Avenue. It won’t be around much longer. This is old school. Portland used to be studded with glorious shitholes like this, but development and gentrification are pricing them to … Continue reading May 29: The Slammer
There’s the place on Sandy that sells a steady business of those little Terra cotta fireplaces (and all other things terra cotta). It’s all fenced in like an old junkyard.
Here is that funky wedge shaped building on Sandy Blvd (I’m shoot a lot on Sandy these days). There are a lot of them because while Portland streets are laid out in an orderly grid, Sandy cuts across the east side at a diagonal, slicing … Continue reading May 23: Michael’s Chicago Italian
Got a few inches of snow, so it was a work from home day. See? I knew it wasn’t really spring.
It’s snowing in Portland this morning, but the Buddha is just rolling with it.
Portland Armory was built at the end of the 19th century. It was renovated about a decade ago. It’s a theater now.
Moss grows on everything here. Such is life in a temperate rain-forest. Note how green the grass is in mid-February.
This sidewalk is over 100 years old. Most of the concrete in Portland is like this.
Ants have invaded my bathroom. It happens every spring. Tiny black sugar ants. I got after them with cotton balls soaked in borax-laced simple syrup. A home concoction that miraculously worked. I won the battle, but the war? The war is never over. I understand … Continue reading February 13: Ant Invasion
Crazy alpenglow on Mt. Hood at sunset, taken from my office downtown.