Paddling Along

After a bit of a hiatus from blog updates, I just want to say I’m still here – still paddling along! I’ve been completing assignments for publications, non-profit organizations and businesses in the Portland, Oregon area more than fourteen years. It’s always a pleasure to meet new people, see new things and dig a little… Continue reading Paddling Along

Just One Punch

I was just digging around my archive and found a few photos I hadn’t thought about in nearly ten years. I don’t follow boxing, but it it’s been nearly impossible to avoid news of last weekend’s “Fight of the Century” between Mayweather and Pacquiao and the controversy swirling around it. Looking at the images I wondered how… Continue reading Just One Punch

Running My Age on the Wildwood Trail

Wildwood Trail

“Portland hit two records for the date: With 1.8 inches of rain, the day easily surpassed the .16 of an inch Jan. 17 typically sees and just squeaked by the 1.76 inches that fell on the date in 1976.” The Oregonian   All my past birthday runs have been packed up and rolled into one big trot… Continue reading Running My Age on the Wildwood Trail

Million bottle milestone

Somewhere in the Northwest, temporarily tucked in a little black and yellow box with eleven of its buddies, is Hopworks bottle number one million which slid off the tiny bottling line late last week. I stopped by the brewery yesterday to shoot the new-and-improved 22-ounce Abominable Winter Ale bottle as it came off that same… Continue reading Million bottle milestone

Dayshoot 30 Exhibit at PDX

On July 15th, nearly two hundred photographers fanned out across Oregon to make pictures of this incredible state as part of the Dayshoot +30 photography project. The intention was to create a ‘visual time capsule’ for the Oregon Historical Society much as photographers did on July 15, 1983. I raced around a little bit and explored… Continue reading Dayshoot 30 Exhibit at PDX

Mount Lemmon

Leo and I were off exploring last week when it snowed in Tucson. We wandered through the university campus, dodging stunned and amazed phone-wielding students as they communicated to the world that white flakes the size of raffle tickets were falling from the sky. We passed the morning looking at Native American baskets, the W.… Continue reading Mount Lemmon