There is an artist/designer here in Portland named Blaine Fontana. He's sort-of Portland-famous, I think. (Maybe he's beyond Portland famous? I don't know. I'm not really in the loop on things like this most of the time...)

He painted this mural on the side of a building here over the summer; it's pretty amazing, as you can see. And the message, I'm obviously down with. 

I had a funny moment with Blaine, whom I'd never met before, about 2 months ago. I was dropping something off for a show, and he sauntered up to chat with Yvonne, my friend that I was in the midst of chatting with. She said "Jessica, do you know Blaine?" And I said no, I didn't know him, and nice to meet you, and blah blah blah, and then I had this moment of recognition about who he was and I had a total fangirl reaction and it was really kind-of embarrassing. Like, I have no idea why I reacted the way I did -- I was very enthusiastic, and it was very unlike me! It was really weird, because I do love what I've seen of Blaine's work out in the world, but I made it seem like I was a mega super fan weirdo, I think. Haha. So now whenever I see his work, I remember that moment. Ahhh, life. It gives us good memories and stories, doesn't it?

Blaine, if you ever find yourself reading this: Hi! I'm the weirdo who was with Yvonne at the birdhouse drop-off. I like this mural a lot. Nice work. :)

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