Ella Rose is the cashier at The Rebuilding Center on Mississippi. The Center is the place in Portland where you go if you want to purchase used building materials. She has been working there for 20 years. She really likes her job. I asked her if fellow employees call her “Ella” or “Ella Rose”. She… Read more: Ella Rose

I first met Kay more than 25 years ago. My wife and I were suffering from SAD ( seasonal affective disorder) when we moved from the sunshine of California to Portland. She set us straight on the color temperature of light, we changed all the light bulbs in the house and were happy again. Over… Read more: Kay The Lightbulb Lady

She was in Peets on Broadway riveted in on something serious. I like to talk to my subjects, but I knew that would be a completely different story. I showed her the photo. She said, “That’s a beautiful picture; thanks for capturing the moment”.

It was the cigar that drew me. You almost never smell one anymore. He was waiting for the band at Mississippi Studios; he new some of the guys. He’d come all the way from Denver to shoot the shit and hear them play. When we were talking I realized he reminded me of Jack Nicholson;… Read more: I’ll Call Him Jack

He was manning a Jehovah’s Witness information booth on the edge of Pioneer Courthouse Square when I complemented him on his magnificent bowler hat. He said it had an interesting story. He was in London wanting to by a derby and happened to stop in front of the shop that designed the original in 1849.… Read more: Anthony

I met this young man on the corner of Pioneer Courthouse Square across the street from Nordstrom’s on a sunny afternoon selling his wares. I asked if I could photograph him. “Shure, but get the tab of acid on my tongue.”