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Ella Rose
Ella Rose is the cashier at the Rebuilding Center on Mississippi. She has worked there for 20 years and she loves it- she loves every thing about. The Rebuilding Center is the place to go if you need gently recovered building materials in Portland. When I asked her if fellow employees call her “Ella” or…
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Kay The Lightbulb Lady
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…
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Stolen Intensity
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”.
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I’ll Call Him Jack
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;…
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Anthony
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.…
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Young Dope Peddler
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.”
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Division Stumptown Java Crew
There are those who talk and those who listen and some watch.
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Dope
Wandering around Pioneer Courthouse Square I was hit by the potent smell of grass. The colorful man here was the cause of it all. After asking him to pose I had to get away. I was getting high.
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Faces and Places, Portland 