When I discovered Christine of Alaska's timely tributes to tacky tarps, I knew it
was an undertaking worthy of my efforts as well. She thought perhaps her home
base, Anchorage, Alaska was the epicenter of her brilliantly termed, Tarpitis, but
after I embarked upon a bit of local research in the form of "drive-by shootings
of the camera kind," it became evident that Alaska isn't the only locale with
its share of the malady.
was an undertaking worthy of my efforts as well. She thought perhaps her home
base, Anchorage, Alaska was the epicenter of her brilliantly termed, Tarpitis, but
after I embarked upon a bit of local research in the form of "drive-by shootings
of the camera kind," it became evident that Alaska isn't the only locale with
its share of the malady.
Yes, tarps are all the rage here in western Oregon. Abundant rainfall seems to
be the only required justification for employing these tacky pseudo-fabric
eyesores. As Christine pointed out, the ubiquitous neon blue, [easily recognizable
from an airplane window at 35,000, and I daresay the space station] is not a
color found in nature which begs the question: What executive sitting behind
some desk in some high rise in, say, New York City, [in other words, completely
out of touch with the outdoors] had the final color-say?
be the only required justification for employing these tacky pseudo-fabric
eyesores. As Christine pointed out, the ubiquitous neon blue, [easily recognizable
from an airplane window at 35,000, and I daresay the space station] is not a
color found in nature which begs the question: What executive sitting behind
some desk in some high rise in, say, New York City, [in other words, completely
out of touch with the outdoors] had the final color-say?
Without further ado,
~~Tarp of the Month~~
~~March, 2010~~
~~February, 2010~~
~~January, 2010~~
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