Yesterday and Tomorrow Gallery
A gargoyle eyes me warily as I wander around this crammed-full-of-wonder gallery, located on the outskirts of conventional art. I try not to knock anything over. Continue reading Yesterday and Tomorrow Gallery
A gargoyle eyes me warily as I wander around this crammed-full-of-wonder gallery, located on the outskirts of conventional art. I try not to knock anything over. Continue reading Yesterday and Tomorrow Gallery
You can’t beat Portland’s latitude and longitude for climate, but it can still get stifling hot. When it does, life gets lethargic. Energy melts and everything slows down. Except the bus. Continue reading Hot Times
This way to Berlin. Exit Bus 75 at the Hollywood Transit Center and walk across the street to the Hollywood Towne House. It’s been described as “brutalist” in design, evocative of eastern Europe, with a touch of vintage Las Vegas. Continue reading Hollywood Towne House
Signs are like carnival barkers. They call out hey, over here! Look this way! Come here, come inside, come spend your money! Signs never let up. But we ignore them until we give in to their siren call. Continue reading Signs of the Times
When humans are banned from driving and automation has taken over, tires will still be sold. Rebels who keep hold of their wheels will buy used tires on the black market. Perhaps at the Double J. Continue reading Double J Tire Center