I’m not a hipster
But you might be.

I went into Backspace while I was in Portland in December to look for hipsters I could sneakily take pictures of. Apparently, 9 a.m. is too early for the usual hipster scene at Backspace. I did get a photo of the awesome art that was up.

“What do you think?” the barista asked me.

“I think the artist must have been angry,” I said. “Looks like blood coming from their heads cut off.”

“Umm, actually it’s about the creativity inside you and everything you have to offer,” he said.

Oh. Either way, pretty cool.