Memory might be the only thing we can hang onto for sure it's not youth. The opposite of change is not stagnation but the value we give things that existed before we altered them for good. This is the documentation of life not as it unfolds it but as we destroy and rebuild it.
old PNCA building remnant Portland 2015
photography by Richard Schemmerer
Artist are an essential part to every community and helped shaped what we know today as the Alberta Art District which used to be a ghetto unsafe to walk through and is today a vital hub for creativity and community exchanges.
No reservation required to speak your piece, to step on the soap box of life. I don't need a foodie TV show to tell it like it is. I let art speak and it speaks volumes if you take the time to listen.
Art that is pretty has outlived its purpose in a world that aches from its mistakes.
Redemption is possible no reservations required for that either.
The table is set for the last supper before the next. Everyone is welcome to chip in with their transformative power. Love doesn't need a reservation or an invitation. It is always welcome in the kingdom of art.
The golden years are always ahead according the book of change. Leave the worries to the old and ride the coat tales of the young and hopeful because the party continues in somebodies neck of the woods. Be there and don't be a square.
TJ Norris is a master of aesthetics and an artist living and working in Portland.
His main focus is on photography, sound and sculptural elements
that fuse into a cohesive whole and provide the viewer with a multiple sensory experience.
Visit his most recent installation subtitled
in Room 222
check out this interview with TJ from a few years back
We see ourselves as above the fray of nature. We try to find commonalty in like but we are all like different patterns maybe from the same source but unique in each expression. Their are stages that seem like a contradiction like when at a certain point our building blocks look like a geometrical pattern with mathematical properties but once we go smaller this equation takes on a new autonomy.
Cooling off with a Mountain Fever, Timberline Lodge , Mount Hood
Mountain Fever, Timberline Lodge , Mount Hood
Okay the sun was out in the middle of a gloomy week and the prediction was for more mentally paralyzing fog to sweep in. What better way to break the doldrums and head up above the clouds.
Leaving suburbia behind to see how the outliers are surviving on the edges of civilization is always an experience. The true star is of course nature with its brut power that sticks its fist right into your burning retina.
Trees kept fading in and out of cloud banks that hadn't gotten the notice yet to buzz off. The air seemed to be sweeter as if all the monoxide had given it a bitter note.
after an intense climb along winding pre-sanded road the sky opened up with unprecedented vistas. Snow banks melted furiously cascading down cliffs as if to escape the approaching winter. The lodge was almost deserted a group of snow boarders had just finished a meeting in one of the old halls and played a game of relaxed table tennis. Time had lost the race up here.
This could have been the 1960 ties. Just the $17.50 all you can eat buffet looked very contemporary with its hyped cup cake display and organic vegetable platter.
The mountain looked pristine through the huge picture window as if so embody with a giant broom had swept it clean of people.
Ronna Neuenschwander at Froelick Gallery, Portland
If you break the mold you better come up with something better. We all like to collect things to make us feel at home in a hostile world.
Taste is as various as we have individuals but all of us love to decorate our place of habitation. Humans dependent on a feeling of belonging and mementos hold our memories dear. This show seems to question our habits and also refresh what's considered re purposing of something that existed in different form.