From 1994-1999 a house in Portland Oregon, located next to an electrical power sub station (hence the name) was occupied by a variety of interesting people. The four room house was filled with about 14 people. For me, this house represented total freedom. With rents as low as $40.00 per month, there was plenty of time to work on art projects, write music, make zines, find and prepare food for the homeless with the group Food Not Bombs, travel, and basically live a good life. At times in the summer, visitors from all over the country would fill the house. During one visit there we 27 people staying there. Basically my friends were living a life I wish I could live back in San Francisco. But by visiting a few weeks at a time, at least I got a taste. One of the interiors of the house had old theater marquee lettering spelling out my feelings for this place-HOPE.