Icons

While slumming around Portland with awesome folks on Sunday after Stumptown we hit Powells, like you do.  Resting tired feet in the Pearl room, I found that we were in a section of utter awesomeness, being lots of art history.  I am a magpie, easily attracted to certain book spines and while poking through little plate books of Persian miniatures I found a book of Russian icons from the 12th to 15th centuries.  I have a fondness for icons, the combination of bold imagery with complex symbolism is fascinating.  However,…

I have the healthiest habits

Like taking pictures of dead bugs I’ve found. A conversation with Chase last week: Me: So, I found this dead squirrel on the walk home today, but I did not pick it up. Him: I’m proud of you. Me: Yeah, it was just the pelt, which is weird, and since there were no bones, I didn’t see the use. And it was like, matted dirty. Him: I’m a little less proud of you. Me: And I didn’t have anything to put it in, except the bag that had part of…