4/14/22
Ah
The second floor with its built-ins.
Turning into extended studio space. Demanding buyers are asking for more work.
Don't need to work or rent but making the stuff is so much fun.
Turning into extended studio space. Demanding buyers are asking for more work.
Don't need to work or rent but making the stuff is so much fun.
4/13/22
Obtuse
Pist: Obtuse?
Me: Scalene triangle?
Pist: Let's do the front.
Me: Let's go home but say we did.
Me: Scalene triangle?
Pist: Let's do the front.
Me: Let's go home but say we did.
Quoin Corner Brick & water-struck Bricks
Really gorgeous Water struck brick with contrasting quoin corners. Fabulous wood corbels. Crappy vinyl 'shingles'.
4/12/22
Portland Noir # 371
Dalmatian in the balcony of Engine 17.
Photo by former mate at 4350 McPherson house.
Photo by former mate at 4350 McPherson house.
4/11/22
Marti's Memorial Garden
The Neighborhood Board, a group of people half my age, inherited The Marti Frumhoff Memorial Garden.
They appear unable to organize and care for it.
The last time I met with Jeff about the garden he complained, I could doing something else with my time!
I actually had to explain to him that volunteering is its own reward.
They appear unable to organize and care for it.
The last time I met with Jeff about the garden he complained, I could doing something else with my time!
I actually had to explain to him that volunteering is its own reward.
Over the years I also tolerated other dumfuckery such as, Was Marti your girlfriend?
No, she wasn't. She was however, a relentless volunteer.
This is how great it was looking in 2019.
Tell me a story about Mike Rancid
Asked Pist.
Me: What a dumbfuck. He once returned a bowl by placing it on the door threshold. When I opened the door it fell off the threshold and broke.
Pist: Whoa...How long do you give the marriage?
Me: Hahahahaha.
Me: Did I tell you he glued a framed photo to the PLASTER wall in the apartment
Pist: Ah...I'm giving the marriage less than 5.
Me: I raised the rent twice in one month to get him out.
Me: What a dumbfuck. He once returned a bowl by placing it on the door threshold. When I opened the door it fell off the threshold and broke.
Pist: Whoa...How long do you give the marriage?
Me: Hahahahaha.
Me: Did I tell you he glued a framed photo to the PLASTER wall in the apartment
Pist: Ah...I'm giving the marriage less than 5.
Me: I raised the rent twice in one month to get him out.
4/4/22
4/3/22
Waterstruck brick
100 year old mortar mix stained pink to resonate with the rose color ricks. It was applied by a talented craftsman who followed the rough edge of a waterstruck brick. Experiencing this in person can alter my mood into one of awe for the world.
Neighbors house:
4/1/22
3/31/22
Horatio Law
Public art work by my former McPherson housemate and friend, Horatio. Look Closely.
Public art project "Gilded Bowl Column" commissioned by Asian Counseling and Referral Service in Seattle, WA is selected as one of 25 projects to feature in CODA magazine's April edition: Suspended in Space.
Public art project "Gilded Bowl Column" commissioned by Asian Counseling and Referral Service in Seattle, WA is selected as one of 25 projects to feature in CODA magazine's April edition: Suspended in Space.
3/29/22
3/26/22
Meramec River Club House
Our grandfather built a clubhouse on the river with his two sons. We spent our summers there as children swimming in the river and jumping over snakes along the path.
Every spring the beach changed due to flooding. At one time it was a wide open gravel bar. A tree had fallen into the river blocking water and creating a natural swimming hole for us. We called it The Log. My granddad fly fished off of it.
I recall this moment and my dad asking us to sit on the swing. I was two. It was too high for me so he placed me there next to my older sister. I look the same.
Every spring the beach changed due to flooding. At one time it was a wide open gravel bar. A tree had fallen into the river blocking water and creating a natural swimming hole for us. We called it The Log. My granddad fly fished off of it.
I recall this moment and my dad asking us to sit on the swing. I was two. It was too high for me so he placed me there next to my older sister. I look the same.
3/25/22
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