When we were in downtown Portland last week on our vacation, we got to see all kinds of cool things. That's what I love about downtowns, especially big ones. There is so much diversity. We saw homeless people, homeless people with dogs, and one homeless lady with a pet raven. We saw people doing all kinds of cool street tricks: a guy dressed all in gold, including his hands and face painted gold, who stood as still as a statue but then moved occasionally like a robot. He held out candy to kids and made my 3 year old cry when he tried to give her smarties instead of the sucker in his other hand. We saw a guy playing several instruments at once, strapped all over his body. But my favorite was this guying playing buckets and vodka bottles.
I also loved this little homeless girl playing the violin. This poor, teenage runaway trying to earn her bread by playing her heart out to the downtown crowds.
Wait, what is that on her arm? Is that a pair of jeans, carefully cut into rags and pinned on with safety pins??? Dang! That little "street urchin" probably lives in a posh suburb and got dropped off downtown by her lawyer/doctor parents in a BMW. And I just threw $5 in her case! I'm such a sucker.
If you don't know me, here's your fill of Arianne trivia: I'm from Detroit. I love baked goods, 80's new wave, sleeping, dancing, trees, growing green things, traveling, trivia games, pasta, sushi, Wes Anderson movies, dancing, sleeping, reading the classics, learning languages, old musicals, and NOT doing math. I hate following trends; I enjoy being original. I have three kids and one husband. Big Daddy (the husband), is awesome. He makes me laugh constantly and could be nominated for Father Of the Year every day. He has sexy legs and confidently wears pink and purple. Not together. Daphne is 9 1/2. She is artistic, curious, loves animal toys with very large eyes, and prefers an all sugar diet or nothing at all. Beck is 8. He is a sweet, gentle boy. He is super smart and very musical. He speaks Chinese, loves Michael Jackson, and can read like a 5th grader. Pippa, our baby, is 3 1/2. She is the happiest, friendliest, sweetest child ever. She loves snuggles and saying surprisingly grown up things. Most importantly, she doesn't have brown eyes! We also have two cats, Cleopatra and Margot, who regularly forget that they can't walk across the pond. And that about sums us up.
Om is the sound of the universe: Heaven, earth, hell and silence all in one word. It represents the omniscience, omnipotence, and omnipresence of God. Om is a syllable of meditation and grounding. It is also a tattoo on my lower back.
7 comments:
Man, I was feeling all August Rush on this one, till I seen the evidence... scandals
LOL - that's so true. I've heard stories of supposedly "homeless" people pulling in more a year than I do. Its all a sham!
i would have done the same thing. i'm a sucker for any street performer that has an ounce of talent.
Sucker indeed.
This is one of the reasons I miss Seattle. I loved the characters downtown.
I think we were both down town at the same time! Did you got to "A Bite of Portland?" I love People watching!
Wow, all she needs now is to Bedazzle it! The safety pins are not quite over-the-top enough!
No, we missed it. We were too early. They were setting up, but we left before there was any food.
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