100 year old hunting cabin named “Kuven” in Eastern Norway.
Contirbuted by Fredrik von Malchus. Photo by Sturla Opsahl.
Jesus H. Christ. That’s right. I finally cleared my plate of extraneous, ridiculous and possibly litigious nonsense. Good Lord the world can get fucked up…and no, I’m not channeling Liberace. But, maybe I should. You know, the stuff people are taking way too seriously, and for what? Let it the fuck go, ferchrissakes. Focus on the here and now. That is all.
Madras, Oregon 1936
Photo by Arthur Rothstein
Striking composition. If you had to sum up composition to a anybody, just show them this photo. If they don’t get it, they likely never will. I, however, may have cropped out that shit to the left…distracting.
The Lizard King
Mt. Drum, Alaska
Photo by Dennis Cowals
I was supposed to go to Alaska in the summer of 1980, but chose to hitch hike instead to Tijuana, via Portland and California. The Alaska trip was to be in a converted 1972 F-250 Ford pick-up with a homemade camper top, custom bunk beds and a kitchenette. It would have been extremely cozy, but hey, it would have been epic. My traveling companion, and the truck’s owner, was a carpenter, motorcycle mechanic and sort of Jack-of-all-Trades from Gladstone, Michigan named Dave. I was a miscreant with highly questionable skills. In retrospect, it would have been perfect, actually, because we worked well together and could build, negotiate or bull shit our way out of, or into, anything.