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Panorama of skyline of Portland, Oregon

Quick shot off the 295 corridor exit ramp at Forest Ave in Portland, Maine, I didn't want to get rear ended!

My daughter and her husband have just spent a week's vacation on their own in Mexico. My four grandkids remained with me in Portland. We skyped almost everyday, although I felt it was more the parents' need rather than the kiddos :-)

 

Being in charge of young children was a huge responsibility, but a great joy, too. The children and I had lots of fun together, nevertheless, I was more than grateful when their parents returned home safe & sound and I was relieved from the responsibility.

 

This morning, to my surprise, my daughter treated me to a relaxing three and a half hour SPA.

www.loyly.net

 

I enjoyed a delightful back, neck & facial massage, spent relaxing time in the Finnish sauna and herbal steam bath, had my feet soak in rose petals, lavender and rosemary, and finally had a lovely fragranced salt body scrub.

 

Kim is a massage therapist and aesthetician at Löyly Sauna, she gave me an absolutely wonderful 90 minute massage.

She has been doing her job for the past ten years and loves it. She is very good at what she does and has a great reputation.

 

Kim is in her early 30s, originally from Kentucky, although she has lived in New York and Southern California as well.

She met her husband in high school, they have been together 17 years. They are happily living in Portland, Oregon, with their 3 cats.

"I love the nurturing aspect to my career and the reward of making people happy."

 

Kim also has a huge theatre background which lead her to writing and acting in a sketch comedy show she created: "Let's Not".

vimeo.com/75294279

 

www.letsnot.tv

 

After the massage was done, I told Kim about my Stranger photo project and asked her to pose for me. She kindly agreed to spare me a few minutes before the next client's appointment.

  

www.flickr.com/groups/100strangers/discuss/72157633469671...

   

Portland, Dorset, England - 11th March, 2014

Sunrise crowd at the Pittock Mansion in Portland Oregon on a recent Sunday morning. Sun coming up over Mt. Hood and the city

Charles C. McKim

American, 1862–1939

oil on canvas

 

Museum Purchase: Funds provided by Northwest

Art Purchase Fund and Northwest Art Council,

2012.153.2

 

The soaring spruce trees along the Santiam River west of Salem glow in the fresh colors and vibrating brushstrokes of McKim’s Impressionist style. Born and trained as an artist in Boston, McKim came to Oregon in 1911 and made a career of painting our state’s dramatic scenery in a vividly contemporary style and searching for grand scenes like this mountain river.

 

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The frame: purpose-made and conceptually aligned

 

The frame appears purpose-made or at least purpose-selected for this painting, and it does important visual work rather than functioning as a neutral boundary.

 

Several features stand out. The frame has architectural gravity: it is heavy, rectilinear, and structurally articulated, with corner blocks and incised linear ornament. This gives it an architectural presence that anchors the otherwise fluid, vibrating surface of the painting. The material sobriety of the dark-stained wood, with minimal gilding or sheen, avoids competing with the painting’s high-key color and absorbs light rather than reflecting it. The recessed sight opening sets the painting slightly back within the frame, creating a shallow box effect that contains the energetic brushwork and keeps it from spilling into the surrounding wall.

 

This kind of frame is characteristic of early twentieth-century American landscape presentation, particularly for Impressionist-influenced works. It disciplines spontaneity, offering visual ballast against the looseness of touch. The frame’s seriousness implicitly elevates the sketch-like immediacy of the painting into the realm of finished art.

 

In short, the frame collaborates with the painting. It stabilizes motion and reinforces the work’s claim to permanence.

 

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Discussion of Santiam River

 

This painting sits squarely at the intersection of American Impressionism and regional landscape painting, translated to the specific conditions of the Pacific Northwest.

 

Brushwork and surface

 

McKim builds the scene with short, broken strokes that shimmer rather than describe. Trees, slopes, and water are not outlined but assembled through chromatic vibration. The paint handling emphasizes movement over contour, sensation over topography, and light as an active force rather than a passive illumination.

 

The water does not reflect the landscape so much as participate in it, absorbing surrounding color and redistributing it across the surface.

 

Color and light

 

The palette is notably fresh. Cool blues and greens are countered by warm yellows and ochres in the banks and highlights. This creates a sense of filtered mountain light, consistent with Oregon’s atmosphere, where illumination often feels diffused rather than directional.

 

Rather than dramatizing the scene through contrast or grandeur, McKim achieves scale through rhythmic repetition. The vertical rise of spruce trees, echoed across the background, establishes monumentality without theatrical exaggeration.

 

Composition and mood

 

The composition draws the eye inward along the river’s bend, encouraging a quiet, sustained looking rather than a single climactic focal point. There is no human presence and no narrative incident. The painting presents nature as continuous and self-sufficient, not as a site of conquest or spectacle.

 

In this respect, McKim’s approach differs from the nineteenth-century Hudson River School tradition. The Santiam River is not a moralized wilderness. It is a lived-in landscape, observed attentively rather than monumentalized.

 

Place within regional art

 

Works like this helped define what would later be understood as Pacific Northwest landscape modernism: attentive to local conditions, indebted to Impressionism, but resistant to European subject matter or overt symbolism. McKim paints Oregon not as an exotic frontier but as a place worthy of sustained, contemporary artistic attention.

 

Brief biography of the artist

 

Charles C. McKim (1862–1939) was an American painter trained in Boston, where he absorbed the influence of American Impressionism and late nineteenth-century plein-air practice. In 1911, he relocated to Oregon, where he spent the remainder of his career painting the region’s rivers, forests, and mountain landscapes.

 

McKim became known for translating Impressionist techniques such as broken brushwork, high-key color, and an emphasis on light into distinctly Northwestern settings. His work played a key role in establishing a regional visual language that balanced immediacy with seriousness, aligning local scenery with national and international artistic currents.

 

Although less widely known today than some of his East Coast contemporaries, McKim was an important figure in early twentieth-century Oregon art, helping to legitimize the region as a subject for ambitious, modern landscape painting.

 

This text is a collaboration with ChatGPT

This interesting string of railway equipment is in storage on an unused industry spur in Norhtwest Portland

A woman is arrested after punching a member of the right wing group "The Patriot Prayer Movement," in downtown Portland Oregon September 10. 2017. Several hundred protesters descended in to downtown Portland to oppose a right-wing group. (Photo by Natalie Behring for AFP)

Cinco de Mayo celebrations are happening in Portland which includes a while river front of arcades and rides.

A lone fisherman stands on the rocks at Portland Bill with the lighthouse and Trinity House obelisk as a backdrop

Classic view of Portland Head Light from the south.

Iceland Gull picking up a scrap of food off Custom House Wharf in Portland, Maine

Portland, Maine, December 2010

I happened to spot this Segway group lined up on 4th Ave downtown today. Portland, Oregon. Dean

Portland, Oregon.

Portland Head Light. Photo taken by a camera suspended from a kite.

 

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short visit during the SAA conference

Portland Basin. The junction of the Huddersfield Narrow Canal, The Ashton Canal and the Peak Forest Canal. Taken on and edited in iPhone. Don't view full size or you'll see the weakness of early iPhone cameras.

 

Two exhibits - Native Couture and Case Works - Architecture

Portland, Oregon.

Portland Head Light is a historic lighthouse in Cape Elizabeth, Maine. The light station sits on a head of land at the entrance of the primary shipping channel into Portland Harbor, which is within Casco Bay in the Gulf of Maine. Completed in 1791, it is the oldest lighthouse in the state of Maine. The light station is automated, and the tower, beacon, and foghorn are maintained by the United States Coast Guard, while the former lighthouse keepers' house is a maritime museum within Fort Williams Park.

 

Construction began in 1787 at the directive of George Washington, and was completed on January 10, 1791. Whale oil lamps were originally used for illumination. In 1855, following formation of the Lighthouse Board, a fourth-order Fresnel lens was installed; that lens was replaced by a second-order Fresnel lens, which was replaced later by an aero beacon in 1958. That lens was updated with an DCB-224 aero beacon in 1991.

Portland

The fine bay of Portland and nearby Cape Bridgewater were indirectly named by Captain Grant in 1800 on the Brig named Lady Nelson. Grant explored this part of the coast a year or so before Matthew Flinders and Nicholas Baudin. James Grant was receiving his orders from the Duke of Portland and so Governor King in Sydney named the bay Portland after looking at Grant’s maps. Nicholas Baudin, the French explorer also named the area and called it Terra Bonaparte. After Major Thomas Mitchell’s explorations in 1836 his Australia Felix region became known as the Western Districts (of NSW). From 1803 some American whalers established summer whaling camps along Portland Bay but there was no permanent white settlement until Edward Henty arrived here from Launceston in November 1834. His brother Francis arrived to settle in December 1834. Thus began the white settlement of Victoria almost a year before Fawkner and Batman settled on Port Phillip Bay. (John Fawkner and John Batman also moved from Launceston because of the land shortages there with Fawkner settling in August 1835 near Hobson’s Bay and Batman in June 1835 near the Yarra although he personally did not settle until April 1836.)

 

Edward Henty landed with 13 cattle, 4 bullocks, 5 pigs, 2 turkeys, vines, plants, seeds, and apple and pear trees. Francis arrived with dairy cows and Merino sheep a month later. In 1836 Major Mitchell called in to the Henty’s property where Portland now stands. Henty had already explored inland by then and he had discovered Darlots Creek and Lake Condah. Three of Henty’s pastoral runs were near the later town of Merino. The Hentys also earnt income from whaling but Edward did not even begin any whaling until 1836. Edward built his first house on what is now Bentinck Street. This was swept away when the town was surveyed in 1840 by Charles Tyers the government surveyor. By this time Edward and Francis had been joined by their other brothers Richard and John. It was a Henty son (Richard) who was the first white male born in Victoria and Edward Henty was the first to move inland in Victoria when he moved to near Merino in 1837. But many now assert that the first white settlement (not permanent or farming or pastoral settlement) in Victoria was by William Dutton with his fishery (sealing) and whaling station near Portland in 1833. Dutton had camped here in a temporary house for summer months since 1828. He also had whaling camps on Kangaroo Island. He did not spend all the year at Portland but his whaling camp was a permanent structure. Dutton also had early whaling camps at Port Fairy. When Edward Henty arrived in November 1834 Dutton was already there and assisted Henty to get established. But does this Dutton claim really detract from Edward Henty’s claim to be the first permanent white settler on the land in Victoria?

 

The Henty brothers had illegally squatted on land and despite having 60 acres under crop, sheep grazing at Merino, two houses in both Portland and at Merino and 53 whites living on the land (46 males including employees and 7 females) Governor Gipps of Sydney was not impressed. The Henty brothers claimed compensation for their development of the land and a grant of some of the land. Thus began many years of legal battles between the government and the Henty brothers. Gipps decided to send Police to Portland to remove Henty from the land but this never happened. In 1843 the government softened and gave a grant of 83 acres at £2 per acre; town acres at £100 per acre; and compensation of £118 for their buildings, including the house which was destroyed to create Bentinck Street. The Henty brothers declined this offer and the dispute continued. Eventually the Henty brothers got legal leases and they purchased freehold land. Merino Downs station is still in the hands of Henty descendants.

 

Government land in Portland was sold in 1840 with 70 town blocks being purchased immediately and many surrounding “suburban” blocks. Pastoral leases for inland areas were authorised from 1839. By 1842 the town had a temporary Presbyterian, Anglican and Wesleyan Methodist churches, a cemetery, a newspaper, a school house, hotels ( the Commercial Inn, the Portland Hotel, the Portland Inn and the Steam Packet Inn), a jetty and commercial enterprises. Customs duties were levied on the port trade. The main street along the foreshore Bentinck Street was named after the family name of the Dukes of Portland. The Customs House was completed in 1850; the Court House was built 1845; the Catholic Church 1848; the Presbyterian Church 1849; the Botanical Gardens began 1854; the Anglican Church 1856; a tramway to Heywood opened 1860; the Town Hall opened 1865 and a new Wesleyan Church opened 1865. In terms of population Portland grew quickly with around 1,200 residents in 1851 and around 3,000 by 1854. Today Portland has 10,700 residents.

 

As the major regional port railway lines from the interior were especially important to Portland. The tramway to Heywood opened in 1860 but soon became a railway line. The Portland Railway Company was formed in the town in 1872 and they raised funds for a railway to Hamilton and another to Coleraine. The company folded one year later. But the government built a railway line to Hamilton in 1878 and in 1889 they proposed a railway to the Wimmera - Horsham and Mildura. The first section of the railway from Hamilton to Horsham opened in 1911 to Cavendish and the line only got to Horsham in 1920! Meantime a rail link to Mt Gambier across the border was demanded by the residents of both Portland and Mt Gambier. The SA government opposed the idea and resisted for many years. The rail line was first suggested in 1900 and the Victorian government did a survey for the line in 1901. But it was 1912 before the two states agreed on rail lines crossing the border at Mt Gambier and at Pinnaroo. Work started on the line from Heywood to Mt Gambier in 1914. The line finally opened in October 1917.

 

Princeland.

Links between Mt Gambier and Portland had always existed. Captain Grant had charted both areas as had Flinders and Baudin. In 1839 Edward Henty tried to establish a sheep run at Mt Gambier but the SA government ordered Henty off the land. They then allowed Evelyn Sturt to become the first landowner near Mt Gambier. Many pastoral runs near the border crossed the border. Robertsons of Struan had land both sides of the border as did the Austens of Penola. In 1862 in response to perceived financial neglect of the Mt Gambier region by the SA government, and the desire for separation from Melbourne in Victoria, the Princeland movement emerged. Edward Henty was behind the formation of the West Victorian Separation league to create a new colony with the capital in Mt Gambier and the main port at Portland. The colony was to be named after Prince Albert (Princeland) and a petition was sent to the Colonial Office and to Queen Victoria. 1,500 signatures were collected but the proposal required the agreement of two states so it languished in London. The movement started with a report in the Portland newspaper on 2 January 1862 followed by another in the Advertiser on 4 January 1862. The new province would have 24 million acres from Victoria and 4 million from SA with a population of 74,000 and an annual revenue income of £330,000. The Geelong newspaper supported the movement but jealousy of Portland was reported as the cause of opposition to the proposal from the residents of Port Fairy. People in Portland argued that of the £300,000 paid in tax and revenue to the government in Melbourne only £100,000 was ever spent in the region and of £36,000 raised in Mt Gambier only £16,000 was ever spent there. Public meetings were held in towns from Penshurst to Penola with Mr R Horne arguing for the proposal and soliciting signatures for the petition. The SA government to give an additional member of parliament to the Mt Gambier district and proposed the upgrading of roads and the building of a courthouse, police station and Post Office in Port MacDonnell and elsewhere. The Border Watch newspaper in Mt Gambier opposed the idea of Princeland but suggested the colonies ought to have a federal parliament and a union a bit like the American Union which was at that time fighting a Civil War over secession! The SA parliament passed a motion opposing secession of Mt Gambier in May 1862. By October English newspapers were reporting no widespread support of the secession movement in SA and Vic and so it was unlikely that Westminster and the Queen would consider a petition which was not widely supported by the local people or the state governments. Thus the Princeland secession movement died in October 1862 but the term was used in the region for the next twenty years.

 

Portland, 2007. View full size.

Male Northern Cardinal perched at the Eastern Promenade in Portland, Maine

Sandstone, 135 ft (41 metres) high. Built for Trinity House in 1906 to the design of Sir Thomas Matthews, its chief engineer. It replaced two earlier lighthouses, which remain (see Wikipedia entry). Listed Grade II in 1993; automated in 1996. Portland, Dorset.

 

There's more here, including material about Portland Bill. This site gives further details of the Bill.

From Pittock Mansion, Portland, Oregon. September 10, 2014.

(more details later, as time permits)

 

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Virtually everyone in America, as well as millions of other people around the world, know that Thanksgiving is one of the main occasions for organizing a huge parade.

 

It’s especially true in New York City, where I live — hundreds of parade workers converge on a one-block stretch between Columbus Avenue and Central Park West on 77th Street on the night before Thanksgiving to assemble the floats, and pump the huge balloons full of helium, so they’ll be ready to go the next morning. The parade itself lasts for hours, and stretches all the way down Central Park West and Broadway, and ultimately through Herald Square and past the main entrance to Macy’s on 34th Street. The whole thing is televised for the benefit of viewers all around the world, with TV commentators and an endless procession of marching bands, baton-twirlers, singers, dancers, jugglers, magicians, Broadway actors, and other forms of entertainment…

 

While New York City may be the only example of a Thanksgiving-Day parade that people around the world actually see on their TV screen, it’s definitely not the only such parade that takes place in this country. I’m sure that every big city has its own version of the turkey-day parade, as do most of the medium-size cities, and quite a few smaller towns and villages, too. They may not be visible on television, but a lot of local citizens and visitors turn out to watch such parades, if only because their sons and daughters are typically marching in the high-school bands that form a big part of the event.

 

On this particular occasion — in November of 2013 — I happened to be in one such medium-size city, where the parade took place on Friday, the day after Thanksgiving. It was in Portland, Oregon where we were spending the holiday period with one of our sons and his family; the parade took place in the “Pearl District” of downtown Portland … and, to our amazement, we were able to park our car about a block from the parade route, and walk right up to the corner (at Davis St and NW Park, if you want to track it down on Google Maps) where all of the bands and floats and costumed marchers walked by. In fact, I was able to take the “parade experience” even one step further: the people were friendly enough, and the security was light enough, that I was able to walk right out into the middle of the street with my camera, to photograph the floats and bands and marchers as they approached me … scampering out of the way only at the last moment.

 

Admittedly, Portland is a much bigger city than a tiny village of a thousand people somewhere in the midwest … but it still felt like “small town America” to me, and it was a great spectacle to watch. I got the impression that many of the visitors and observers standing along the street actually knew the people marching past them … and in any case, the marchers laughed and smiled and walked right up to us, handing out little pieces of candy to all of the children. Maybe next year I’ll go looking for a really small Thanksgiving parade in one of those tiny midwest-America villages, before retreating back to the Big Apple to watch the spectacle of thousands of marchers parading past millions of observers, and a TV audience of tens of millions …

 

I wish that I had taken some video clips of the parade, because the sounds and the music and the motion were a big part of what we experienced. But for better or worse, all I took was a bunch of traditional still photos. Actually, I took a LOT of still photos — nearly a thousand, altogether — but I’ve winnowed the collection down to 50 “keepers” that I hope will give you a sense of what Thanksgiving is all about…

 

Actually, if you live anywhere besides New York City here in the U S of A, you already know what Thanksgiving is all about, at least to the extent that it’s symbolized by the parade. But for those of us who spend most our time in New York City, it was a very pleasant experience indeed. After an hour, it was all over; we walked back to our car a block away, and drove back to our son’s house … and a day later, we were back in New York City. And thus ended another Thanksgiving holiday, at least until 2014.

@ portland, OR ...

 

do you know whats behind my back where I took this pic ?

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