Monthly Archives: August 2015

As far as artwork goes, most of the last couple weeks have been taken up with memorial portraits of recently departed pets. That’s Aggie above and Otis below. Yesterday I arrived at Tofte Lake, which is near the Canadian border in Minnesota. I came here a couple years ago to work on visuals for aContinue reading “Not into Nature”

I’ve been calling the number for about seven years now. Every time the automated voice tells me the mailbox is full, then hangs up. Until last weekend. I hadn’t called in at least half a year but then I saw an article in Chicago magazine about how the writer passed up an earlier chance butContinue reading “The second best meal I’ve ever had”

I look at the view above most of the time while I’m home so it’s past due to’ve been painted. Just out of view is the bookshelf to which I’ve returned several times as a subject. The books and other bric-a-brac always draw me back.  Last Friday while waiting for the Metra at 35th StreetContinue reading “Incident at 35th St Metra”