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July Photo Exhibition

Announcing...

 "Earth's Crammed with Heaven."
Showing at
The Academy Theater Lobby
during the month of July, 2013

7818 S.E. STARK ST. PORTLAND OR, 97215

See a movie for $4.00 and as a bonus,
see scott's themed exhibition...



FOR MORE DETAILS... 
(PLEASE GO BACK IN TIME AND VISIT THE SHOW!)


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  1. MTWagginMarch 8, 2013 at 9:30 AM

    Wow! Lucky Portland peeps for sure! Best of luck with the exhibit....lots of work I bet!

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  2. ScottMarch 9, 2013 at 9:33 AM

    MTWaggin, thanks. I don't mind the work, but it's a considerable investment in mats and frames. Self promotion and business skills...wish I had some.
    By the way, how did the kayak safety/swimming lessons turn out for your dogs? I went to your blog to find out, but was unable to discover the secret to navigating your past entries.

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  3. sharonhaJuly 28, 2013 at 2:53 PM

    Wonderful exhibit at the Academy. Almost missed start of movie. Writing is scintillating and adds a lot to exhibit. I'm going back, just to read every word. Thanks, for being there. sharon

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