This picture is a little out of focus because i was hurrying to snap it without missing my train, which was already pulling into the station. But i love these guys with their doo-wop harmonies and sweet as sugar smiles so i'm posting it anyway.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Monday, May 6, 2013
6 May 2013, Day 335
It's such a beautiful day that i couldn't limit myself to just one picture on this short stretch of Pratt Blvd. between Sheridan and Lakewood.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
5 May 2013, Day 334
"Wounded Angel" by Emily Young
I used to spend a lot of time on Loyola's campus, working in Cudahy Library when i needed a change of scenery from my own desk, but i haven't been there in a surprisingly long time. I took a stroll through campus today and was amazed at how much construction had been done in the past couple of years. I also hadn't seen this beautiful sculpture outside the Madonna della Strada Chapel before. It commemorates the death of six Jesuit priests during the war in El Salvador in 1989. It's a very powerful and emotional artwork, and its air of transcendent mourning reminds me a bit of my beloved angel in 30th Street Station in Philadelphia. I think i'll make a habit of visiting it more often.
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Friday, May 3, 2013
3 May 2013, Day 332
One of my favorite trees. I've been told that the way the blossoms cover the trunk and branches is a sign that the tree is not healthy, but it has looked this way every spring for at least the past five years, like a beautiful alien life form.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
2 May 2013, Day 331
Special effects night: After a particularly difficult day, i fell asleep early this evening only to wake at 10:00 and remember that i hadn't taken a single picture all day. I was, i confess, sorely tempted to skip a day, but since i had to take the pup for a quick walk anyway, i thought i might take a picture of the new leaves just unfolding on the trees. I got a couple of perfectly nice pictures of the streetlight shining through the leaves, but then as i was trying to get one last picture, my worthy four-legged assistant gave a sharp tug on her leash. This ethereal composition is the result.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
1 May 2013, Day 330
Graceland Cemetery is the only open space of any size that is visible from the Red Line on the north side, and over the years it has become one of the landmarks i look forward to seeing on my commute. I love watching the seasons change here; today everything was so green that it almost seemed to glow. Rather than a resting place for the dead, in the spring Graceland seems like the center of a reborn world.
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