Playing with a new wide-angle lens that has better peripheral vision than I do.
I dread the spring and summer tempests that ravage the Midwest, but I love the clouds of the seasons after the uniform gray of winter.
More photos on Picasa from the following week.
|Spring at Promontory Point, Chicago 5/10/14|
It’s hard to feel unhappy when you greet a day like this. … Continue reading →
I don’t know the history of the murals under the 55th/Lake Park overpass, but I’m under the impression that they predate my 1979 arrival in Hyde Park by a couple of years. They may have been relatively new and fresh, … Continue reading →
Saturday J. and I went to the 57th Street Art Fair, arriving around 50 minutes before closing. I have a one-sided love-dislike relationship with art fairs: On the love side: They’re outdoor community events, an ancient human tradition I adore. … Continue reading →