They begin the next phase of their life 180 miles to the south of Portland in the land of (looking at Wikipedia) Deschutes Brewery.
I raise a bottle of Green Lakes to you, my friends!
Roberta Jane…Read more
So my husband and his two friends have this podcast that they record once a week in a wood paneled basement somewhere in Portland. There is a leather sofa and X-Box in the basement, thank you for…Read more
The trip started in Portland, continued for twelve hours in Los Angeles, and was supposed to wrap up after a two-day drive through the flatlands of California and Oregon.
…is an extension of my childhood. I grew up camping in the middle of nowhere with a rock-hounding dad and this summer I get to go out and shoot a TV show on archaeological dig…Read more
Voted “Least Likely to Want Any Sort of Attention Drawn to Myself”, Melissa still let me tag along through out her and Paul’s pregnancy, including being at the ultrasound to find out if Truly was…Read more
When Russ comes home next month he’ll have worked out of town for 6 out of the last 7 months. The halfway mark of this haul was our anniversary and the 2 year anniversary gift…Read more
Laydy Tyme = Leah, Kimi and Justine.
Leah and Kimi are the photographers, Justine is the stylist and brought awesome Bobby who does the hairs. And me, I’m the on-set Polaroid photographer.
That’s how we do it.
Kate and Johnny Awesome (not their actual last name, although it could be) chose the lovely and talented Kimi Kolba to photograph their wedding day AND added Kimi’s Polaroid Please package (me!)! Thank you Kimi…Read more
Amy celebrated her third year in Portland with some grillin’ four stories high.
I celebrated by taking Polaroids with filters and making everyone with sunglasses look directly into the sun.
Miss Amy Nieto
Ms. Sacred Nicolle Lotus
Ms. Design…Read more
Fun Fact: While trying to find the beer, I looked up and saw a face I knew. Sort of. He looked at me and pointed and we realized we had said, “Hi” to each other…Read more
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Four years ago, Lori and Cate introduced me to my first ’Roid Week and I will always love them for it. Well, I’d love them without ‘Roid Week. Come on. My collection of Polaroid cameras was already growing to the point…Read more
Once again, I brought out the Macro for the Polaroid Spectra that my friend George sent me a few years ago. And even though all the Polaroid Spectra film in the whole entire world has…Read more
It’s your birthday little lady and for your birthday I finally finished (okay, I may have just finished it AROUND your birthday by chance) off the roll of film from my visit with you where we…Read more
The Man from Berlin didn’t want to go to the beach. It had been raining. It had been cold. Cold enough for him to put on a second pair of socks. But we gently recommended…Read more
I get to go behind the curtain, behind the shelving, behind the “No Admittance” and “Personal Only” doors. Up the stairs passed the red velvet ropes, and off the marked trails.
