Posts Tagged ‘Port Townsend’
June 13th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards

Fort Worden State Park, Port Townsend, WA.
Usually, I hate graffiti. In that vein, I’m not all that thrilled with this – it’s not about the art, it’s about the placement. I have the same issue with tattoos.
In any case, I liked the execution of this, if not the location of the canvas.
Tags: Fort Worden, Graffiti, Point Wilson, Port Townsend
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July 3rd, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
I was playing around with some old shots I took in Chetzemoka, a fabulous, public park in Port Townsend, WA, trying to see if any of them were interesting enough to do anything with when this happened (you’ll want to click for detail):



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Tags: Port Townsend
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November 11th, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards

A walk on the beach at Point Wilson with a friend after class, each carrying a camera.
Organizing my photos for a long-overdue and imminent site makeover has led to the discovery of many, many, many unfinished and/or forgotten projects. This is one.
Tags: Beach, Boat, Fort Worden, Port Townsend
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August 29th, 2008 by Corey A. Edwards

I could see them from my second-story office window: a young man and woman, scruffy, bohemian. She in dirty yellow dreads that dangled from her head like dead vines, he in a cotton cap and sunglasses, slack-jawed.
She was buxom and in a stained, brown miniskirt that was lifted up in the rear by her fanny pack, revealing … I couldn’t tell from my height and distance but I squinted at the sight, trying to determine what it was I was seeing.
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Tags: Hippies, Port Townsend, public defecation, Squatters
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