Here’s another image from Union Station in Portland, Oregon. The gorgeous interior is lined with marble that reflects light beautifully. I read once that the marble was added in the 1930s by architect Pietro Belluschi, so it’s not part of the original building, which was constructed in 1896. I was shooting the neon signs inside [...]
Posts from ‘April, 2010’
Empty Benches
Here we are once again at Union Station in Portland, Oregon, where the walls in front of the station are lined with benches. They were mostly empty the day I was there, despite the fact that the two biggest passenger trains (the Coast Starlight and the Empire Builder) were due within the hour. But I [...]
The Reader
I don’t usually shoot people except for family snapshots. But this guy was reading a magazine on a bench in front of Union Station, and he just looked like part of the scene to me. (I know, I’m weird.) I interrupted him to ask if I could take his picture, and he thought about it [...]
Around Union Station
I went down to the train station the other day to have lunch with my niece and great-nephew, who had a two-hour layover here, connecting from the Empire Builder to the Coast Starlight. I did a photo shoot at the train station while waiting for them to arrive. Portland is a railroad town, which is [...]
Outstanding in Her Field
We see lots of deer in our small town, which sits halfway between big city and open country. Most of them are very common Columbian blacktail deer, although I have seen (and caught a photo of) the endangered Columbia whitetail deer. I’m guessing this is a blacktail. That field of tall, young, spring grasses must [...]
Wild Irises
I love the big ol’ bearded irises that so many people plant in their gardens, but these little clumps of wild irises found along roadsides near the woods appeal to me even more. This species is unique to a small region of the Pacific Northwest and is known as Oregon Iris or Toughleaf Iris. From [...]
Pink on Pink on Pink
My dad grew the most beautiful rhododendrons in the world. People drove from all over town to see them in bloom. After he died, my mom sold the house but forgot to tell the new owners about the rhododendrons. It was winter, and they pulled out all those “ugly old sticks.” The poor folks got [...]
