I suppose I'm long overdue for an update. I just never have the time or give-a-damn.
In June, I went to Multnomah Falls for the first time. I've been here almost ten years; isn't that sad? Last month I photographed a friend/co-worker's son's birthday party at Oaks Park. (First time there as well.) I also spent the weekend at (another) friend/co-worker's cabin on the coast -- this was the end of the month. It was me, V and three of her non-work friends, plus another co-worker who stopped by for a few hours.
I have a lot more to say but no time to say it. Here are some photos instead. Oh, speaking of which: I'm going to have ten of my stupid iPhone photos up at a some gallery in Portland sometime in the near future (me and 15 others). I should probably have some sort of emotional response to this, but at this moment in time I couldn't possibly care less. 90% of that is because I hate digital photography and don't feel like my iPhone photos are "worth" anything other than an amusing diversion while I'm on the train or whatever.
Oaks Park:
[The Kid]'s birthday cake:
One of the rides:
Me and Chipper, the Oaks Parks mascot (photo by Sis):
Rockaway Beach
Elk---
Twin Rocks
It's not just a clever name --
The gang
Taking the party down to the beach for a fire. My job was to walk Ike. Inside my backpack: three cameras and a baggie full of Stormtroopers.
Warming our toes.
Foxglove
My shoes got a little wet.
/end.
In June, I went to Multnomah Falls for the first time. I've been here almost ten years; isn't that sad? Last month I photographed a friend/co-worker's son's birthday party at Oaks Park. (First time there as well.) I also spent the weekend at (another) friend/co-worker's cabin on the coast -- this was the end of the month. It was me, V and three of her non-work friends, plus another co-worker who stopped by for a few hours.
I have a lot more to say but no time to say it. Here are some photos instead. Oh, speaking of which: I'm going to have ten of my stupid iPhone photos up at a some gallery in Portland sometime in the near future (me and 15 others). I should probably have some sort of emotional response to this, but at this moment in time I couldn't possibly care less. 90% of that is because I hate digital photography and don't feel like my iPhone photos are "worth" anything other than an amusing diversion while I'm on the train or whatever.
Oaks Park:
[The Kid]'s birthday cake:
One of the rides:
Me and Chipper, the Oaks Parks mascot (photo by Sis):
Rockaway Beach
Elk---
Twin Rocks
It's not just a clever name --
The gang
Taking the party down to the beach for a fire. My job was to walk Ike. Inside my backpack: three cameras and a baggie full of Stormtroopers.
Warming our toes.
Foxglove
My shoes got a little wet.
/end.
