I love the sense of loss I always feel here, at this street corner. How the Salad World sign seems so out of place, with its bright colors and implications of fresh vegetables, health. How the bricked-up windows are only made more present by their absence (because I miss them, long for them, want to peek inside). And most of all, how the space is so personal, private even. I never feel like I can cut corners here, or reach out my hand and trace the bricks. Haunted is maybe a better way to say it. The place is full of ghosts.
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I had dinner at the Thai place right near here when I was visiting in August!! Stephen and I laughed at how odd the Salad World sign seems there.
Posted by W | December 2, 2003 3:46 PM
Posted on December 2, 2003 15:46
Now you and Stephen are among the ghosts ... I can picture you there, laughing. Like shades in a Greek play.
Strange to think of you in Portland. I like it. Wish I could run into you on street corners, or on your way to Thai.
(and I still can't believe we missed each other that weekend ... )
Posted by karrie | December 2, 2003 4:16 PM
Posted on December 2, 2003 16:16
Hi, you don't know me but I really enjoy the writing and your photography on your site.
I have a photo of this very corner posted on fotolog.net (http://www.fotolog.net/plasticdistorts/?photo_id=1430847).
My website has more Lomos and other photography as well (but I haven't updated it in awhile).
Keep up the good work!
Posted by JB | December 23, 2003 9:46 AM
Posted on December 23, 2003 09:46