When my husband and I moved to Oregon, many things changed. Our cell phone numbers were not among them. But over time we developed a sneaking suspicion that we were missing calls. Local calls. Why? Portland has a 503 area code; my cell phone has a 203 area code. Similarly, Portland has 971 while my […]
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Sorry, Portland, if this is not the mild winter you were promised. Ain’t nothin’ certain. . .
Amidst all the headlines about science and France lately, I read Michael Pollan’s book “In Defense of Food.” In it he mentions an experiment by Paul Rozin, in which “he showed the words “chocolate cake” to a group of Americans and recorded their word associations. “Guilt” was the top response . . . the response […]
My first introduction to comedian Aziz Ansari was through his book Modern Romance. In it he shared how he would go on many first dates but not invest beyond that, convinced that somewhere in the endless sea of options would be someone better. “The goal was seemingly to meet someone who instantly swept us off our […]
I’ve got to hand it to you, Oregon. You’re a great place for a staycation.
Or more specifically, Happy World Naked Bike Ride.
I love to read, but when a colleague recommended Atul Gawande’s book Being Mortal, it took several months before I finally picked it up. The topic of end-of-life care in America is important to me, having lost a parent and concerned about how best to care for the aging relatives who remain. But faced with […]
This holiday season, the majority of my projects have been created for small, appreciative audiences of family and friends: a book for my husband of before and after photos of our new home, and a family recipe/photo book for my extended family. I recently took a Myers-Briggs workshop, which taught me to distinguish: Where I find […]
A few things happen when you loan your camera to a four-year-old: You will need to readjust your settings. And the images may leave you pleasantly surprised.
See also Battle Lines (fall) and Battle Lines (spring)
Some projects stay with me. Layered with humor and truth, drawing me in both immediately and over time. One photo book I keep coming back to is Hillerbrand + Magsamen’s House/Hold – scenes of an American, suburban family. A nice reminder that some subjects – perhaps once believed would only resonate with the artist personally – might be […]
In the past year, I have ridden the bus over 500 times. Different lines, different drivers and passengers, but always an adventure. New Year’s Eve, TriMet Bus, Portland, OR, December 2014
I recently visited an office in a downtown high rise. While looking out the window, a colleague pointed to bubbles floating by. A woman on the third floor quit smoking, I learned, and took to blowing bubbles on her break instead. Oh, Portland. . .
. . . including the participants Royal Selfie, 82nd Avenue of Roses Parade, Portland, OR
The Spectators, 82nd Avenue of Roses Parade, Portland, OR, April 2015