The (Almost) Centenary Dumbar
…And I am off !!! Finally I’ve finished with classes and had some extra time to go out, enjoy the pretty days, and do whatever. Great, if it wasn’t for th...
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…And I am off !!! Finally I’ve finished with classes and had some extra time to go out, enjoy the pretty days, and do whatever. Great, if it wasn’t for the fact that I live in Portland-OR, and there is no such thing as pretty days in December around here. Folk that sheet, I decided to go out anyway!
The day was awful as any day in December is; the week was awful as any week in December is. The local news was reporting floods all over, and the water falling unstoppably.
I remember thinking: ” better wet than suffering from cabin fever”, while putting on my green, locally-made ( by Columbia) rain coat, and determined to take a look at what was going on out there.
I took the street car towards Powell’s bookstore and got off right in the middle of a stormy and cold Pearl district. “That’s not gonna work” I thought, only minutes before having this weird feeling of seeing a wizard. Ha! I was goddamn right!
Dunbar was a person hard to be ignored. Being easily 6 ft tall and wearing a very exotic wizard-like beard, the 87 (yes, no typos, he was 87 and showed me his drivers license as proof) year-old man was walking on the street slowly, ignoring the rain and the cold weather, like somebody who learned over the years how to control time and expectations rather than the way around.
As usual, I approached the man with a smile and asked if he was a local. He nodded his head while telling me that he was from Corvallis, a city about 80 miles away from Portland. He kindly looked at me smiling with the 4 or 5 teeth that he had left, and replied with the same question. I was still telling him, that I was a Brazilian photographer, living in downtown Portland, when before I could even finish my sentence , he interrupted me excitedly : “No way, let me show you my ol’ business card”. To my surprise, it was there: His name, followed by an old cellphone with an area code that I couldn’t recognize, and small brown italicized
letters imitating a handwritten style, all on a dirty-looking card and saying: "Dunbar : Artist and Photographer”.
Such a coincidence, and it goes without saying that my now fellow photographer did let me take his portrait….Portland oh Portland!
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The day was awful as any day in December is; the week was awful as any week in December is. The local news was reporting floods all over, and the water falling unstoppably.
I remember thinking: ” better wet than suffering from cabin fever”, while putting on my green, locally-made ( by Columbia) rain coat, and determined to take a look at what was going on out there.
I took the street car towards Powell’s bookstore and got off right in the middle of a stormy and cold Pearl district. “That’s not gonna work” I thought, only minutes before having this weird feeling of seeing a wizard. Ha! I was goddamn right!
Dunbar was a person hard to be ignored. Being easily 6 ft tall and wearing a very exotic wizard-like beard, the 87 (yes, no typos, he was 87 and showed me his drivers license as proof) year-old man was walking on the street slowly, ignoring the rain and the cold weather, like somebody who learned over the years how to control time and expectations rather than the way around.
As usual, I approached the man with a smile and asked if he was a local. He nodded his head while telling me that he was from Corvallis, a city about 80 miles away from Portland. He kindly looked at me smiling with the 4 or 5 teeth that he had left, and replied with the same question. I was still telling him, that I was a Brazilian photographer, living in downtown Portland, when before I could even finish my sentence , he interrupted me excitedly : “No way, let me show you my ol’ business card”. To my surprise, it was there: His name, followed by an old cellphone with an area code that I couldn’t recognize, and small brown italicized
letters imitating a handwritten style, all on a dirty-looking card and saying: "Dunbar : Artist and Photographer”.
Such a coincidence, and it goes without saying that my now fellow photographer did let me take his portrait….Portland oh Portland!
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