What I particularly like about photographing in Astoria is how there's such a great combination of old rusty stuff (railroad paraphernalia and fishing boats), colorful newer things (it's a town that's reinvigorating itself), and there's so much interesting architecture. As we walked along the railroad tracks, I found a pile of old oil drums, an "A" on a rusty train car, and then, out on a dock, I came upon piles of rusted chains, where some of the links had a fantastic patina. Astoria offers a weird photographer such as me such a variety -- letters, numbers, rust, weathered wood, peeling paint, bright colors, doors, windows, and walls. It was a wonderful overnight getaway. And Holly and Barney, if you're reading this, thank you both! ©Carol Leigh
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