A fish outta water!
That would surely be me if I were still in Detroit, landlocked and living in an auto town. Not only do I drive a foreign model, my 1987 Honda Accord is festooned with various winged-things. In Portland, whenever people may give me a curious look or a chuckle, I simply say,
"I'm an artist. Any other questions?"
Nope. That always explains it.
Were I driving my "art car" in the Motor City, I can only imagine the looks I'd get alongside top-o'-the-line Escalades and tricked-out Hummers.
But by the time my license plate came into view, it would all make sense. As goes the former Oregon tourism slogan:
"Things Look Different Here"...
...and that's just the beginning!
