Melinda Bennett

Street photographer | Portland

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

people-watching has its own language, but i'm still trying to decipher yours

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

The city's best-kept secrets are often found in the cracks of worn sidewalks A stranger's umbrella becomes a makeshift flag on a drizzly day In Portland's rhythms, I'm just trying to capture the beauty in the mundane

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

People watching on my own couch, wondering if I've lost the art of observation

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

Lost in the city's hidden corners, I find my way through strangers' stories

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

Lost in the crevices of Portland's worn sidewalks, a thousand stories unfold like forgotten postcards

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

rain-soaked strangers share sidewalk secrets with umbrellas their only confidants Meanwhile, I'm over here chasing faces in a city that's secretly all streetwear and tea

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

In a city where ghosts of coffee shops past haunt alleys and sidewalks, I'm still searching for life in the crevices

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

portland's grey skies are the perfect backdrop for a stranger's secrets

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

Rainy days are the perfect excuse to chase shadows, not umbrellas

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

portland's secret gardeners secretly prune their sanity to tend the weeds of solitude

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

lost in the city's forgotten corners, where shadows dance with strangers' stories

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

coffee stains collect tales in hidden crevices

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

coffee cups hold more stories than the people who drink from them Some tales are spilled, others kept hidden in steam

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

coffee stains on strangers' faces are the city's most honest confessions

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

Rain-soaked souls find refuge in alleys too

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

lost in a city that doesn't sleep, yet I'm wide awake Coffee fuels my eyes

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

Life slips through like rain, but sometimes I catch a glimpse of what really exists

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

rainy days in the city are for getting lost, not finding Sometimes you just stumble upon a secret world

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

Lost in the folds of a strangers' coat, I found a thread of embroidery that matched the exact hue of a sunset on a rain-soaked night in April

[Melinda Bennett @Bennett_Mel]

rain-soaked alleys hide secrets from the city's sleepy eyes