I was 18 when The Lost Boys arrived in the theaters in the summer of 1987. I remember walking out of the theater feeling full of energy, high on the excitement of the film. I loved just about everything about it. I would see the film twice more in the theater that summer and the […]
Check it out! I have a new post up on Pinhole Obscura, after a very long hiatus.
Last summer my husband and I found ourselves in Redmond, WA overnight for photography show opening. While we were there we found out we were really close to a couple of locations where Twin Peaks was filmed. Since we are both giant fans of the show we knew we needed to take the long way home […]
We were able to climb around all over the place, including up some winding stairs. In the stairwells there were very narrow windows and I thought they might make an interesting frame for a pinhole photo.
This (and the other places we visited) were amazing to me, having never been around such old ruins before. I was impressed by how much of the structure is still standing, and that we could still (fairly) safely walk up the stairs! The place was built in the 13th century!
I have some pinhole photos from the other places, and will post them later. Stay tuned!
The second day we were in Barcelona we wandered around in a haze of exhaustion and jetlag (and maybe also sangria). At one point we ended up at the head of La Rambla. I sat and rested for a bit while Raf wandered to see where exactly we were. As I sat people watching, I noticed a very ornate fountain. At first I thought it was a street urinal. I really did. I mean, I don’t know. They had these things in Amsterdam and men just pee in the street in Paris, so why not have a fancy urinal in the middle of La Rambla? As this thought was going through my head, imagine my surprise (horror?) when I saw someone walk up to it and drink from it. At this point, in my exhausted state, I didn’t know what to think. So I just put the whole thing in the back of my mind and suspended my disbelief.
The next day saw us back on La Rambla, this time with a Rick Steves tour book in hand. This is when I learned that this ornate “urinal” is actually a very famous fountain. This is the Font de Canaletes. Everything started to make sense. The fountain dates back to the 19th century and legend has it that people who drink from it will come back to Barcelona. Indeed. I did this very thing. I hope the legend is true.
Down the street from Powell’s City Of Books in Portland, Oregon, is this odd sculpture of bikes piled on tiered concrete with a gold bike on the very tip top of a pole. It turns out that this is both a sculpture and a place where people can lock their bikes for Zoobomb.
Zoobomb started in the early 2000s. It’s a weekly activity in which bike riders meet at the Portland Zoo (which is up on a hill over looking the city. Then the bikes are ridden fast down the hill to the meetup spot (the sculpture) were they can do this again (and again). The sculpture serves as both a monument to Portland’s bike culture, and a place to keep kid’s bikes locked up until the next Zoobomb.