- Name
- Miguel Tejada-Flores
Moving inside city limits, the town still feels more like an old farming town and less like a modern suburb. There are a lot of trees, and many evergreens still shed their leaves, branches … and pine cones.
Pine Cone by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Some streets are unpaved; many feature vehicles that seem more at home on the back 40 than downtown.
Dodge pickup with camper shell by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And, seemingly, everyone still has a functional pickup truck. Many of which date back half a century and more. And are still running, in spit of half a century of rust.
Ford 100 by MiguelATF, on ipernity
In the cold rainbelt of the Pacific Northwest, rust is a daily occurrence, a fact of life. But some ancient warhorses keep on truckin’, and the closer you come, the more majestic they seem.
Ford 100 Pickup by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Closer still, you can see that like ancient metal-clad knights of yore, they carry their insignia on a shield.
Ford pickup hood by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And moving even closer, one can only speculate on the original generation of engineers whose coat-of-arms seems both retro and surprisingly modern.
Hood ornament by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Continuing on my around town stroll, I come upon some folk art, on a fence.
Fence Face: android folk sculpture by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And then more homegrown small-town art, on a mailbox.
203 (in Talent, Oregon) by MiguelATF, on ipernity
A radical French artist of the last century once insisted that the purpose of art is to “épater la bourgeoisie”, which translates more or less as to shock ordinary folks. This next piece of art, a ‘found object’ installation/sculpture that I spotted atop the antenna of a parked car, does exactly that -
Car antenna baby head par MiguelATF, on ipernity
Yes. There are just as many eccentric and strange people in small towns as there are in large, complicated metropolises (or is it metropoli?). But - and I didn’t realize it when I set out - this about-town-stroll seems to have acquired a decidedly mechanical if not outright automotive slant. Old towns, in Oregon at least, seem to have a lot of old cars. Some, like this retro Chevy, stand out for their good looks -
Old Ford by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And others for their charmingly bug-eyed ugliness like this ancient Dodge -
Old vans never die by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Moving closer, though, it grows on you.
Bug-eyed Van by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Almost at the end of my stroll, returning homeward on the rural lane which separates town from country, I have to stop, once again, to admire the neighbors’ mechanically-themed mailbox -
Motorcycle Mailbox by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And that, is, literally, the end of this trip around town. All good things must come to an end, and when one gets there, there’s really only one thing left to do. And, thanks to the tiny fixed f/8 fisheye Olympus BCL, or Body-Cap-Lens, I can
do
just
that
and...
Suburban STOP by MiguelATF, on ipernity
...STOP
Pine Cone by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Some streets are unpaved; many feature vehicles that seem more at home on the back 40 than downtown.
Dodge pickup with camper shell by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And, seemingly, everyone still has a functional pickup truck. Many of which date back half a century and more. And are still running, in spit of half a century of rust.
Ford 100 by MiguelATF, on ipernity
In the cold rainbelt of the Pacific Northwest, rust is a daily occurrence, a fact of life. But some ancient warhorses keep on truckin’, and the closer you come, the more majestic they seem.
Ford 100 Pickup by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Closer still, you can see that like ancient metal-clad knights of yore, they carry their insignia on a shield.
Ford pickup hood by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And moving even closer, one can only speculate on the original generation of engineers whose coat-of-arms seems both retro and surprisingly modern.
Hood ornament by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Continuing on my around town stroll, I come upon some folk art, on a fence.
Fence Face: android folk sculpture by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And then more homegrown small-town art, on a mailbox.
203 (in Talent, Oregon) by MiguelATF, on ipernity
A radical French artist of the last century once insisted that the purpose of art is to “épater la bourgeoisie”, which translates more or less as to shock ordinary folks. This next piece of art, a ‘found object’ installation/sculpture that I spotted atop the antenna of a parked car, does exactly that -
Car antenna baby head par MiguelATF, on ipernity
Yes. There are just as many eccentric and strange people in small towns as there are in large, complicated metropolises (or is it metropoli?). But - and I didn’t realize it when I set out - this about-town-stroll seems to have acquired a decidedly mechanical if not outright automotive slant. Old towns, in Oregon at least, seem to have a lot of old cars. Some, like this retro Chevy, stand out for their good looks -
Old Ford by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And others for their charmingly bug-eyed ugliness like this ancient Dodge -
Old vans never die by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Moving closer, though, it grows on you.
Bug-eyed Van by MiguelATF, on ipernity
Almost at the end of my stroll, returning homeward on the rural lane which separates town from country, I have to stop, once again, to admire the neighbors’ mechanically-themed mailbox -
Motorcycle Mailbox by MiguelATF, on ipernity
And that, is, literally, the end of this trip around town. All good things must come to an end, and when one gets there, there’s really only one thing left to do. And, thanks to the tiny fixed f/8 fisheye Olympus BCL, or Body-Cap-Lens, I can
do
just
that
and...
Suburban STOP by MiguelATF, on ipernity
...STOP
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