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One day, waaay back in the 00s ;) when I was getting my bearings in Portland and discovering the green spaces around town, I walked the big loop at Oaks Bottom. At one point I got curious about an old building up to the left of the path, so I ran up the embankment and peered in one of the windows, and saw that it was a mausoleum.
20 years later, that’s where I go when I need to take a break from work / touch grass / connect with the river and the trees.
One thing I didn’t know until this year is that that mausoleum across the street from my studio is where Sailor George Fosdick was interred, nearly 80 years ago. Feels like so much has happened in the past five years, but in the past 80?!? In 1946, when Sailor George passed, my dad’s dad had just been discharged from the navy, my parents had yet to be born, and Bert Grimm – Sailor George’s protégé – was only halfway through his storied life.
Anyway. Here’s some Old Portland magic, and the companion piece to the last drawing I posted. See my last post for the designs’ source photo.
Holler if you want it! 160 for black ‘n’ grey, 180 for color.