He’s looking good, that Paul. Especially with that Historic Kenton sign behind him.
I believe I have found another of the classy graffiti artist’s work. It’s the phrase “Do you believe life is fair? No. that is why we must work to make it so.” The words were superimposed around a curb cut in Northwest Portland. I stood in the middle and turned in a circle to capture every side.
As I walked away, I noticed that it had also be stenciled leading up to that cub cut, though most of the lines had faded.
I still haven’t seen a name to go with the art and Googling the phrase didn’t get me anything.
There’s been a classy graffiti artist leaving some delightful works on downtown sidewalks. They sign their work (see bottom left corner of sidewalk) but the signature has faded and I can’t read it. I’ll be on the lookout for more.
It was a sunny day–the first in a long time. There wasn’t much to do at work and the Laurelhurst announced that they were changing from a second-run to a first-run theater. My friend S. North and I made plans to see one last movie for $3.00. And I decided to walk from work to the theater.
This is a well-trod route for me, but here are some fun things I saw:
I’ve recently learned that the reason this building and the Hippo Hardware building (see below) have arcades, is that they were built before Burnside was widened. When it was, the ground floors were pulled back to make an arcade.
You can see the transition a little more clearly in this picture.
Here’s the Hippo Hardware building which has the same feature. This building will be torn down in 2–5 years. Hippo Hardware says their landlord has been awesome for 26 years and continues to be awesome (thus, the long lead time), but that something else will be built here so they will most likely move. Ironically, I rarely walk on this side of Burnside. But construction of a building (probably a building that will look much like the one that will replace the Hippo Hardware building) made me cross the street. Upside? I got some pictures I wouldn’t have normally taken.
Closer to the Laurelhurst Theater, I noticed that the building of Burnside 26 has infringed on the sign of the now-defunct Chinese Restaurant.
I’m not sure how building code allowed that to happen. I’m also impressed the construction people didn’t knock holes in it.
I spent a lovely morning walking on Mississippi Avenue looking for Help Wanted signs for Job Spotter. I found none on Mississippi. Maybe the stores there are too fancy for help wanted signs in the window? I also took some pictures. Here they are:
On the lower left, ghost stairs that are probably not long for this word given the pace of the development. You can see a new building that has gone up, looming over the original house. Will something else be built on its other side?
New construction happening where there once were ghost stairs. In fact, I have pictures of those ghost stairs. See them here.
I love this gate.
Amen to this statement. @UnzippedPDX turns out to be two strippers who talk about whatever they want. Here’s a link.
I liked this oddly-shaped bumper–or back panel–sticker. The internet tells me it’s a famous line from Bob Dylan’s “Subterranean Homesick Blues” which also led to a discussion of if Bob Dylan coined the phrase.
Overall, this was a good day for a walk.
I had some problems with my helmet, which meant I didn’t ride my bike to work today as planned. But that meant that I got to walk over the Steel Bridge and see this glorious sunrise.
There was a train stopped on the bridge, and I thought, “I should take a picture of the sunrise through the windows of the train.” And then I did nothing with that thought, which was unfortunate, because when I did decide I wanted to try that, the trains that came by were moving and thus I got blurry photos. These two were my best. You can see where the good photo could have been.
If 50% of 2018 can equal this sunrise, it’s going to be a very good year.
(There was another good one the next day, too!)
I’d never heard of Mt. Sylvania, but here was an urban hike, so we went for it. We started at McNary Park, which had a nice mist going.
Most of the hike wound through the largest planned community in Oregon, which sits on the border between Portland and Lake Oswego. There were a good amount of tunnels to walk through. I observed that Lake Oswego tunnels do not stink of urine.
A few houses ring the top of Mt. Sylvania, including this one, custom built for astronomy, and with an awesome weather vane.
On a clearer day you can see a very long way.
This was also one of those hikes where I had no idea where I was most of the time. Just after I took this picture of this house that utilizes much Deco glass, we turned the corner and, “oh hello!” there was the car.
Something about the angle of the autumn sun tends to make me very tired. But I did enjoy the way my shadow stretched for yards and yards as I was walking across the Broadway Bridge.
This is usually a normal billboard, but they must have been replacing it, or doing some maintenance, which meant I got to see what was behind.
It’s pretty faded, but I can see that at one point something was advertised using an image of Mount Hood.
Since we were headed to Seaside for our vacation, we planned to hike to the top of Saddle Mountain. We did this hike early in the relationship. Maybe year three? For me, this was a good reminder at how different one’s fitness level can become in a decade, plus a few years.
In our previous hike, we got to the trail early. So early that we took some naked hiking pictures, because there were no people around. At various times on our hike today, one or the other of us would say, “I think this is maybe where we took the naked hiking pictures?” This was one of my guesses. I’m not entirely sure where the naked hiking pictures are right now, so I can’t check to see if I was right.
Someone is committed to keeping this picnic bench in this location. Matt stands on the precipice.
Along with our fellow hikers, we retreated to a non-bug area below the top. There we rested, and took this self-portrait. It was windy.
Matt wandered out to the precipice area and grabbed this photo.
After hiking back down, we ate the most delicious sandwiches I’ve ever made. There’s something to be said for one’s appetite after such physical exertion.