The temperature on the surface of old Sol, often referred to as “the sun,” is 5,510 degrees Celsius.
The temperature in Portland, Oregon, United States of America, western and northern hemispheres, planet Earth, is 105 degrees Fahrenheit.
Close enough.
Art Scatter gives up.
If something eventually gives, we will emerge from the basement.
Until then, we are OUT OF ORDER.
Our [...]
TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALLET GAME: Remember the flap over Memorial Coliseum? Tear it down? Fix it up? Turn it into the doorway to a suburban-style, cookie-cutter entertainment and shopping complex? Build a minor-league baseball park in its place, with a concession stand serving grilled architects on a bun?
Niel DePonte has another idea, and [...]
Funny how inspiration can be found in the form of dead crabs.
While walking along the beach I found one crab shell after another and imagined stacking them up in a glass jar. I imagined crab shells all the same size stacked one atop the other, up up up, and enclosed in clear glass. So many. [...]
I’m sitting at the beach, where I’ve been the past week, and I’m thinking about time.
Cape Foulweather is out there, a spit in the ocean to the north, so shrouded in fog that I can’t see it at all. A little to the south, also invisible, lies Gull Rock. Hard by it is Otter Rock, [...]
Here’s the thing. Arts people have been around a very long time, and no matter how hard you kick ‘em around, they keep popping back up.
In Portland recently, people ponied up $120,000 in a single week to save the annual summer Washington Park music festival. They tossed in more than $850,000 to keep Oregon Ballet [...]
“In my opinion a museum cannot and should not be showing only art by dead people.”
Lee Musgrave was sitting in his little ground-floor office at the Maryhill Museum of Art, away from the sweeping view just outside of the Columbia River Gorge and the eastern face of Mt. Hood. He’d just told me that after [...]
Tonight is the gala Dance United in Portland, the all-star benefit to help get financially ailing Oregon Ballet Theatre out of its fiscal sinkhole, and under any other circumstances I would be there with bells, cheering the dancers on.
But on Wednesday the large smelly boys were paroled from a nine-month sentence in the Portland public [...]
One of the advantages in this Day of the Download to maintaining actual bookshelves is that you browse through them now and again, looking for things you’ve read before that you might want to read again. I’m a proponent of re-reading, and I’ve come to trust my sense of when it’s time to pick up [...]
My neighbor invited me to check her drawers. For a male part.
Actually, she has just one drawer. Labeled “hose parts.” Where she claims, and I quote, “numerous male and female parts are happily having a menage a huit ou neuf — you might even say an orgy.”
I don’t speak French, so that basically meant to [...]
“Why are you heating water?” my husband asked me with a note of alarm in his voice.
He associates hot water with tea. And he associates tea with sore throats.
“Because I’m … uh … ”
How do I tell my husband that I’m heating water because our bathtub drain is plugged? As I shower, the water slowly [...]