A Touch of Color

A bit of color goes a long way and in these five photographs I added what I felt to be just enough for the subjects to stand out. Photographed near the college town of Eugene, Oregon and out on the Oregon Coast at Coos Bay my objective was to come away with interesting images, colorizing… Continue reading A Touch of Color

A bit of color goes a long way and in these five photographs I added what I felt to be just enough for the subjects to stand out. Photographed near the college town of Eugene, Oregon and out on the Oregon Coast at Coos Bay my objective was to come away with interesting images, colorizing…… Continue reading A Touch of Color

Onioned Domed Cupola

Dawson Park's Gazebo December 2019Click image for larger view As the crowning point on the Hill Building, built in 1890 by Charles Hill Albina's first mayor on the corner of NE Russell St and N Williams Ave in Portland, Oregon's NE, the onion shaped dome was styled after the Taj Mahal in India which was… Continue reading Onioned Domed Cupola

Dawson Park’s Gazebo December 2019Click image for larger view As the crowning point on the Hill Building, built in 1890 by Charles Hill Albina’s first mayor on the corner of NE Russell St and N Williams Ave in Portland, Oregon’s NE, the onion shaped dome was styled after the Taj Mahal in India which was…… Continue reading Onioned Domed Cupola

Momentarily caught off guard by Jim’s philosophical outburst Melinda retaliates, “That sounds like good advice however, how does this apply to our current situation?”

Photograph by Jim Pykonen Nancy said, "Buford T. Pusser will never think of looking for us here, eh Sid?" "Right Nancy but forget about that person as I have the tent setup, a fire going, and the wine a chillin.' Let's make wild and crazy love under the roar of the Leaburg Dam." Nancy raising… Continue reading Getaway, Part 4

Photographs by Jim Pykonen Confident no one was following Sid and Nancy slow the escape as they pass by a saw mills ruins, Sid said, "You know Nancy that coned shaped object is called a WigWam burner, if you happen to be in Washington State or Idaho they are TeePee burners, and when traveling through… Continue reading Getaway, Part 3

Bethel Drive in Eugene, Oregon has become my favorite train spotting location; it is a two lane asphalt roadway one mile in length flooded with power poles and running parallel to Union Pacific’s rail yard; on the other side of the tracks (no pun intended) civilian living.   I will intentionally go out of my way… Continue reading Acquaintances

ante meridiem shilotte

first morning light illumination was captured by being in the right place at the right, having my camera with me as I head out into the working world, and having a love of trains. the picture is of the old southern pacific machine shop which once sprouted a roundhouse now just the concrete floor remains.… Continue reading ante meridiem shilotte

first morning light illumination was captured by being in the right place at the right, having my camera with me as I head out into the working world, and having a love of trains. the picture is of the old southern pacific machine shop which once sprouted a roundhouse now just the concrete floor remains.…… Continue reading ante meridiem shilotte

The Gritty, Darkside of Railroads

I snapped this picture of the ruins of Southern Pacific's machine shop in Eugene, Oregon. On the right edge of the building the roundhouse once attached however, due to environmental problems was removed years ago. This portion of the rail yard was where steam locomotives are repaired, overhauled, or inspected and just a bit out… Continue reading The Gritty, Darkside of Railroads

I snapped this picture of the ruins of Southern Pacific’s machine shop in Eugene, Oregon. On the right edge of the building the roundhouse once attached however, due to environmental problems was removed years ago. This portion of the rail yard was where steam locomotives are repaired, overhauled, or inspected and just a bit out…… Continue reading The Gritty, Darkside of Railroads

one day I drove down this road, my eye spies, I stop to investigate. walking up to this gate I halt and strain for a better look. under these humming lines of power and technology... in the far back corner of this field something stuck out just beyond the poles of technology... looking as if… Continue reading roadside discovery