This morning at coffee I looked out the window and saw something I hadn't seen before, a a giant metallic phallic sculpture stuck in the ground just north of my studio.
"It's an acupuncture needle," my coffee guest said. "They're putting them around Portland different places." Ha! What a great idea. Old Town Chinatown could use a little acupuncture. I could.
How do we preserve the history and raise the new energy? How do I preserve the history and raise the new energy?
I can see this needle from the window of my studio and I am so glad.