Brass Beach
Years and years of abandoned casings eventually become their own landscape.
Years and years of abandoned casings eventually become their own landscape.
Throwback to 2008: Mikah Sykes playing guitar during an impromptu live acoustic set at “Heaven” also known as the Skidmore Bluffs, in North Portland.
The sky was overcast but still glowing a little, so I took some creative license on the color. I don’t normally bend colors to such extremes, but sometimes (I’m looking at you, shots of people silhouetted by the sunset) …it just feels good to get crafty, no?
A lone steel cable hangs from the rafters… visited mostly by just the wind, dust, and spiders.
Some of my favorite days are spent lost, roaming with a camera. It’s a great way to see the (often over-looked) details.
These long, straight stretches of road are pretty rare in Oregon’s higher elevations. Highways like this give great long-distance perspective in the otherwise steep hills and dense forests.
Middle of Highway 138 in Eastern Oregon near Crater Lake.
This footage was captured back in 2013 (via hot air balloon) on my wife and I’s honeymoon.
I actually managed to attach a mini keychain-camera (808 #16) to the bottom of a Hobbyzone Champ, tiny little brushed motor and 1S batteries, even. I managed to battle the wind to about four hundred feet over the Gold Bluffs Beach Campground. Just beyond those bluffs are massive Northern California forests and Redwoods National Park.
Something about the texture of sun-bleached high-desert wood…
These boards have been standing there for over one hundred years now, and the time has only improved their aesthetic.
Seeing as how they weren’t put there just to get pretty, this building was demolished in 2012.
Dan the barista decided to get a little dark with the latte foam. Nice touch!

