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Adalbert is a forum for me, to post ephemera, photography, poetry, occasional travel notes, and various spontaneous motions. Cover photo: Parsonage where my great-grandfather spent his early years. Taken near Liegnitz, Silesia, ca. 1870.

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Monday, July 27, 2015

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Newport, Oregon


"Though we know her a lifetime, she must always hold an alien air, as if something too vast to have shape were lurking in the universe to which she is a door." -- from The Night Ocean, R.H. Barlow  & H.P. Lovecraft. The prose poem took place by a different ocean, but the same principle applies.

The revered Mo's Restaurant, in Newport. I entered their establishment today, for the first time in a long spell. No more photo of Robert F. Kennedy's visit on the wall.

Outside a bar

 Looks as if "Pops" Flea Market has lost some of its luster. Two raccoons, awake in the daytime on the side of the place, glared at me. I tried to get a photo, but they tore off into a trench by the building, then stopped, still standing as if they might charge me.


Photos by JF, 19 July, 2015.

Monday, July 13, 2015

Collage, 1977-79


A collaborative collage, known as The Giant Collage, created by me and Roman Scott, 1977-79. I posted about this work previously.


The same work, filtered through Dream deeply. As some others have indicated, the program generates a lot of dogs. This is, however, still an engrossing interpretation of the fractal original.

 
  And one more Dream deeply rendering -- of Marc Myers, Clark Dissmeyer, and me, Nebraska, 8 March 2015. We look like psychonauts in a Stanislaw Lem novel, or figures in a Francis Bacon painting, or both.


Saturday, July 11, 2015

Grandfather and Great-Uncle


My grandfather Fred Clark, homesteader and rancher. Possibly Missouri, ca. 1905. 


My great-uncle Bruce with his pet bear. Montana, 1930s? 




Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Indian House: Conflagration Totem

  

 The totem pole-like chimney rises from the remains of this abandoned house, in the Columbia River Gorge, on the Oregon side, which I have photographed now and again the past few years. Decades ago, I knew the dwellers within, as previously described. Sadly, inadvertently or otherwise, someone set fire to the house sometime in the last year, leaving only scorched walls and a foundation shell, and exploded reminders of a past life.


  

The interior of the Indian House, post-fire

June 2015
I have previously posted decades-spanning images of this house.

Photos by JF, 30 June 2015