So stoked to have been with The Society Hotel through their wild ride of transformation. The Mariner's Building was built in 1881 by the Portland Seamen's Friend Society, to be a boarding house for sailors and keep them away from booze, drugs (good luck) and the infamous Shanghai Tunnels. In the 60's and 70's the first floor was a Chinese dance hall and in 1990 parts of the hotel were used for the Dennis Quaid movie, "Come see the Paradise." When renovations began in 2013, the upstairs had not been touched since 1945 and we had the opportunity to use video and still photography to document the time capsule it had become. So much amazing history in that building and so many artifacts. More than two years later when they asked us back to photograph what they had renovated, we couldn't have been more pleased or amazed. The new space is a great mix of old and new, adding a much needed breath of life to the historic Old Town/Chinatown district, while still paying homage to its 134-year history. Not to mention they have created an affordable hotel, complete with hostel-style bunks that boasts one of the best rooftop views in the city. To read more about the preservation/renovation, see some of our before images and learn about the architecture of the space, Brian Libby has your rundown here.
Oregon Travel Photography
Spent the day with Janet Martinez and family for a story for AARP. The story is about the "sandwich generation" adults bringing up young children while also overseeing the care of their aging parents. Janet, a TV producer, was a joy; funny, honest and open about the balancing act of shuttling her daughter and mother through their daily activities. After shooting she entertained us with a beer and stories of working on Lifetime Channel Movies.
Did you know that Southern Oregon is a wine mecca? Yea, me neither until I got a call from the New York Times to spend a few days trolling around Ashland, OR hitting the Rogue, Applegate and Umpqua Valleys. Lots of warm and wine filled welcomes at Kriselle Cellars, Cowhorn WIne, Quady North, and Troon Vineyards. Liz Wan at Serra Vineyards, even left the gates open so we could sneak in after hours to get a little sunset action. And for all those "Glampers" out there (glamping is luxury camping, fyi), Willow-Witt Ranch is a wild, wonderful off-the-grid mountaintop farm with three canvas tent and some quite photogenic goats. Dancin Vineyards has an amazing menu, chickens, and even a fish pond where carp as big as your head will eat from your hand. We were even lucky enough to hit some riverside music and picnicking at Red Lily. People always joke that my job is like going on vacation. Well, sort of. It's actually just like photographing other people on vacation. Which is still work, but work to feel grateful to have. Especially when there's a delicious bottle of pinot at the end of it.
Last fall NashCO (Leah Nash & Christopher Onstott) teamed up with Jan Sonnenmair to shoot a little NW soccer action for the New York Times Travel Section. Those Timbers Fans are not messing around. Many of them slept in line overnight to be the first ones in the stands. Not to mentions the costumes, the Timbers Army, the green smoke and those ubiquitous scarves. In some ways the fans are way more interesting to watch than the soccer itself (and way more fun to photograph). The game we shot they ended up beating the Sounders 1 to 0, which means the green smoke was flying. In a city with not a ton of professional sports options (and the Blazers will break our hearts every time) and not a ton of what I would call your typical sports fan, it is so amazing to see Portland rally around soccer.
Perfect weather, perfect subjects, not so well-behaved piglets. Well, two out of three ain't bad. We spent the day at Worden Hill Farm with the uber photogenic Ortloff Family, Susan and Wolfgang, and their three bewitching daughters; Kate, Hadley and Mia for the cover of 1859 Magazine. They bought the land from Susan's parents back in 2007 and left an urban lifestyle in Germany for mud-splattered days in Dundee, OR. We were wooed by the multitude of pig sizes, varying from holdable to rideable. We were also wooed by the family, who shared some of their cured pork and promised to invite us to their next bonfire. After a day of mucking around, dodging porkers who thought our feet looked like apples (note to self: do not wear red boots when photographing pigs) Susan waved good-bye and said cheerfully, "You don't think you smell, but you do."