Spring In Portland
This is only a fragment of the rebirth of Portland in the Spring. It was a marvel to live and witness this small corner of the world and its movement back into the greenness and the beautiful days it offers over the summer months. Spring has come and gone, but that growth and excitement carries enough intertia to bring this world around to attempt it all over again, less than a year from now.
That One Sunset That I Will Not Forget
Blaine and I stood on a cliff overlooking the green sand beach near Southpoint, Hawaii, on the big island. Each of us taking photos of this and that, avoiding the driving wind and the sand it brought to our camera gear. The sun was making its way down the western sky, but it seemed an instant change when the entire valley on both sides of the cliff glowed with the pinks, oranges, and blues of an incredible sunset. Anyone who knows such a moment knows that these photos do it not justice, yet I still post them if for no other reason, to remember.
Texans Can Look Tough On Occasion
We had some fun over the weekend near Scappoose, Oregon, as my friends Texan friends (who live here now) invited me up for the relaxing afternoon near the Columbia River. My Texan friend count seems to be expanding more and more, as they seem to be heavily recruiting more of their old college friends to follow them to the northwest. I can’t say I blame either party, however, and of course welcome any new friends, especially because I usually like Texans once they leave Texas. Thats a joke, of course. These are a few shots of Evan, as the afternoon included some dress-up time and ventures into the woods. A special thanks is due to Kyle, a very swell fellow who hauled his lighting gear all the way from Texas for some photographic fun and also loaned me his Canon 1D when my camera’s battery depleted. One last thing, I also took some engagement shots of Jon and Paige, friends who will be getting married on October 16 (the day before my birthday) but those photos won’t be released until they have had a chance to see them. In the meantime, please enjoy these of this 5 foot 4 inch tough guy:
A Year Later
It has officially been a year since I moved to Oregon. I can’t think of a more beautiful or more up-and-down year I’ve had, and perhaps those characteristics are correlated. I’ve been thinking very much about days past, remembering old friends, old loves, and trying to imagine how on earth I’ve been lucky enough to arrive here where I am with what I have.
Reunited, Part 2, And Also, I Need To Come Here More Often
Just before Roxie (the dog) sneezed in my ear.
If you’re in the Silverlake area of LA and in the mood for some german food and ale, make sure you hit up a pub called the Red Lion. The food/beer is fantastic and the live music is even better. Daley calls the live jazz piano player very “pirate-esque”. Spent a lovely evening with Daley and Julie and the my awesome cousin Lindsey at the Red Lion, then retired to Julie’s house in Silverlake where we could light up some cigarillos and the new Black Gold tobacco I’d picked up that day for my pipe. That was last night, tonight Linds and I caught a Malibu ocean sunset and then hit up an improv comedy club called Upright Citizens Brigade with Lindsey’s bf Eric and a legendary old friend of mine, Adam Redding. The UCB is another place you’ve got to hit if you’re in the Hollywood area. Lots of laughs, and its home to some big names in improv comedy.
(Adam and I at the UCB studio.)
Young(s) In Portland
Evan and Leanna (brother and sister) are friends I met though a friend who recently moved to Portland. Last weekend, the weather in the northwest was just beautiful, so I called them up for a spur-of-the-moment trip to a park for some photos. I can’t really express how appreciative I am of having good friends to spend time with and take pictures of, (on occasion), and the day’s photos could hardly have turned out better. Enjoy, and see more on my flickr.
I Have My Vain Moments
A couple of the photos shot of me in California last month. The one at the bottom was shot by this marvelous friend.
I guess sometimes I have to post pictures of myself and be that a narcissist.
Weekend Caves and Crapes
I’m a big fan of three day weekends. Usually I plan a trip of sorts, but this one ended up being just as good with making it no further than Portland. Blaine’s brother and sister are in town at the moment and we spent several days last week while my friends Bryan and Beth were in town just hanging out with mixed company. Friday was the last day Bryan and Beth were in town so we wanted to do something super fun and preferably outdoorsy. The Frangers suggested finding one of the local “ice caves”, which we proceeded to do, only to realize that the supposed ice-lined walls and floor were only a characteristic of the caves during the winter and spring. No worries, though, they were just as thrilling with the white water droplets and squishy cave-goo that lined the walls instead.
What I found most surprising about the lava-tube-formed cave we explored was its resemblance to fairy-tale style caves. Round ceiling, flat floor. All the way to the end. The only thing we didn’t find was a dragon or the afore-mentioned ice.
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