Lately, every time I go outside to have a quick smoke I get this strange feeling of being watched. Eyes boring into my skull. And what do I find? Rembrandt staring down at me!!
I can't read the little stuff written on the billboard, but I was able to spy portlandartmuseum.org on the lower left corner.
Added later: I just went to check out portlandartmuseum.org... oh my yawn. What a boring website. And they aren't going to let you see 'much of nothing', either. I guess they want to get you down there so they can collect admission price. I don't know how much it is now days, but I know I couldn't afford to go there some years ago. Oh sure, I could afford to buy a ticket, but it would mean I would have to give up something else that I apparently did not want to give up.