May I take a picture of you and your dog?

She parked at the opposite end of Pioneer Courthouse Square from where I was standing. She was very upset and angry. For some reason I walked all the way over to her. “I said how’s it going?” “He called me a whore.” “Who.” “That guy over there.” “That’s no good.”

I saw him across Mississippi St. and ran over to get a shot. He said,” why not”. When he smiled I thought of a Great White with gold teeth.

I asked the woman if I could photograph her with her dogs. Me no. Dogs yes. At ground level they were very enthusiastic to lick my lens. I backed up and they were ready for there close up.

When I parked at the Smart Park at 10th and Yamhill I heard the wildest jangle of chords coming from an electric guitar in the street below. I thought then I would pay them to stop. When I got to street level the sound had changed to a soft sweet melody. Chris was playing his… Read more: Chris

I took a shot of Max sitting by the fountain in Directors Park and went on to Pioneer Courthouse Square. He was right behind me when I arrived. He asked if I had taken his picture and if he could see it. This usually means that he wanted it removed. I said it was shot… Read more: Max