We went to the cemetery today to witness the hanging of a door. This is a piece of work we accomplished with a fantastic wood worker named Mike Adeen for the friends of Lone Fir Cemetery in central Portland. This is Portland’s first cemetery and to be a part of it’s history with our work is really a great and wondrous feeling. When you walk through a place and see memorials that are over a 100 year time period and you think to yourself I am witness to the first day of this new memorial that can be here for the next 100 years is pretty daunting and awesome. What I have come to realize about our work is that it is not just for some house wife to enjoy or impress her friends, but that what we make will be around longer than I will. It, like all our works, has become our piece of immortality. This is Public Art without having to go through a selection committee. Without having to sell oneself under a pitiful means. No selling to the lowest common denominator or just to make a buck. What you’ve produced will be there for the public to enjoy – and I encourage you all to go see this place- as a testament to a trade and a skill and a craft.