El Cid

1611, Seriously?

Sittin on the Dock...

Precious Roy, Precious Roy...Makin Lot's of Suckers out of Girls and Boys

House Lights

Inside Big Thunder

Walking to RJ's

It Calms Natives

Crocodile

Citizen Kane, Seriously

Going Somewhere?

Tangled

Optimistic

Rain Bird (not the sprinkler)

Garden Wonderland

Wandering Downstairs

Mixed Bag

The Sun Falls From the Sky

And just a quick note: don't forget to check the archives. I've noticed that the blog has grown quite large and that there are a lot of pictures that don't pop up on the main screen. There are a lot more pictures in the archives.

Stone Alone

Stef's Umbrella

Frog Spirit

Portland: Just the Beginning

So, as some of you know, Cindi and I just recently traversed the land of Port, better known as Portland. We were taking up the invitation of one Tony Candelaria and one Stef Choi. We had an amazing time, ate some amazing food, and Cindi and I embarked on a journey across the city with no guide and no chance of retracing our steps (not because we couldn't but because we chose not to). But I'm getting ahead of myself. This is the first night and after Cindi and Stef had fallen asleep Tony and I stayed up for many an hour (until about 5am) talking of old times, of new times, and taking a few pictures of the present time.


This is a mask that Tony built for a theatre play. (It's one of several, including this awesome headpiece that he built while we were there. You can see more pictures of these things at Tony's blog which can be found here or in my links)


We passed by this building the first night. Tony and Stef pointed it out as creepy, but surprisingly they said it was creepier during the day and I agree.


This is Jamison Square, in the Pearl District, this was the first stop on mine and Cindi's cross town trek.


This is one of the last pictures of this trek, because strangely we didn't take that many pictures. We saw a lot of interesting things, but didn't really take too many pictures, because it was one of those adventures that you get almost halfway through (on the wrong side of the river), realize you can't turn back, start arguing, and everyone is pretty upset for a while. We blindly jumped on the MAX (the light rail system around town) took it back over the river and I insisted we get off when I heard the first stop on the right side of the river was Chinatown. I grabbed Cindi and we headed back out into the town. I wanted to take pictures there, but it just never happened. I think I thought we would come back. We never did. Anyways this picture is just before we walked over the Broadway Bridge to the wrong side of the river and this adventure really took off.


There will be many more Portland posts to come, and I think they get better as the trip progressed, culminating in an amazing afternoon in Washington Park....so I'll try to get through these quickly, but I think my photo attention will get pulled onto real work, since I'm photographing a wedding with Tim Hughes on Saturday.