A grainy night at Smith Rock

Bridges, Rain, Darkness and Blood

I will give you WIPs (Work In Progress) of the PDX projects. Pumalogy is always working simultaneously on various assignments, but a more personal one is shaping itself. A general theme to all the work is a relation between person and place, and connecting the watery boarder are bridges of many shapes. Of course, in the winter it is dark and rains all the fcking time. This wet nocturnal landscape is what I am interested in.

Set your mechanical timer.

Cheeeeze!

Winter Solstice Eclipse

The Milwaukie Avenue Studio

Here are some pics of the new PDX studio, and pumalogy laboratory.

John Butler Trio at the Crystal Ball Room

Who's in charge?

The Spruce Goose by Hughes; Pumalogy Photography

The Spruce Goose, as she was nick named, at her home in McMinnville.
Courtesy of Evergreen Aviation.


A vision of grandeur, and a spectacular accomplishment.


The Goose flew but once.


Only today's Airbus A380 is as big.


The Scale Model, the Goose's hull and Mr. Hughes the visionary.

Seventh Seal; Bergman's Teachings

Winter arriving

Bering Sea, Unalaska

On The LAND

Amazingly I am back on firm land. The movement of the ocean drifted away like the tide and only the memory of the cold gnarly north Pacific remains. I feel like I returned from war. Our mission was catch fish, and lord be my witness we caught fish. I feel like I went to war because I don't really want to remember, and as a matter of fact I don't even know what to write about.

Is it normal to feel awkward in a public setting? Is it normal to miss it? Is it normal for your body to hurt everywhere? This body of mine f-king sailed the Bering Sea, bore the abuse of insane foremen and obeyed the command of very experienced skippers.

What the hell is an intellectual Swiss born artist and mountaineer doing on such a vessel? I asked myself this everyday. I was after money, stories and the lure of the remotest places on earth. I got the most Buddhist lesson you could get amongst crazed christians. We were like Jesus on steroids and gave the faithful something real to fear.

Bering Sea Fisherman have a saying: Fish, Fight and F#@$k.

I am an adventurist. That is it.