The murals at 47th & Lake Park are dead.
About two weeks ago, after narrowly missing the 8:46 am Metra, I grudgingly hopped on the 6 bus to go to work. (I hate the 6. It is always too crowded. Sometimes it smells.) As always, we made damn near every stop between 59th Street (where I [...]
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R.I.P. Part II
Posted in art, chicago on Sunday, 12 November 2006 | No Comments »
Afternoon in Pilsen
Posted in art, chicago on Sunday, 15 October 2006 | 1 Comment »
Terminal Malaise
Posted in art, life in general on Wednesday, 4 October 2006 | 3 Comments »
Try as I might, nothing that has happened in the last week can be fluffed or fleshed out into a proper narrative. I’m in neither a bad mood nor a good one; the weather is gray and rainy; I run, I commute, I work, I sleep. I think it’s a symptom of the changing season: [...]
Afternoon in Chinatown
Posted in art, chicago on Saturday, 9 September 2006 | No Comments »
Aha!
Posted in art on Thursday, 30 March 2006 | 3 Comments »
When people ask me why I wanted to work in a museum, I usually describe the "aha! moment" I had when I saw that first Michelangelo in Oxford. It's not the best phrase, maybe, but it does the work I want it to: it describes in humble language (I didn't want to describe it as [...]




