I take photographs.
Some of them are very good.
Commercial, editorial, and portrait work out of Portland, Oregon. Post offices, cherry blossoms, empty roads — photographed when no one's asking. Passport always packed.
Signing Off: Portland Says Goodbye to the MAX Type 1
TriMet's original MAX Type 1 trains opened Portland's light rail system in 1986. On April 18, the city said goodbye at Holladay Park — Sharpies in hand, signing every white panel of car 124 until there was no room left. A retirement party that read more like a thank-you note.
The nerds are building a new internet, and I could feel it in the room
The AT Protocol is a quiet attempt to rebuild social software the way email was built — open, portable, owned by no one. A meetup in Portland this week made the stakes feel real.
Every Spring, They Come Back
Portland's cherry trees bloom for ten days — sometimes fewer. You can't plan for it, but you can keep showing up. Every year I do, for the blossoms and the way they make the whole city stop and breathe.
Occasional dispatches.
Never noise.
An email when there's something worth sending — new work, a story, a print drop.
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