#1: Memories of Chicago

an oatmeal and chocolate chip cookie at Atomix cafe on Chicago and Damen.

a woman and a dog

a broken headphone

Art Institute of Chicago:

Cézanne, Paul, Still Life with Basket of Apples, 1890-94

i won a prize for drawing this in pastels when i was at school. 

Day by Ferdinand Hodler

Strange Music by Felix Gonzalez-Torres, 1995

Olaffur Eliasson tracks our horizons At the Chicago MCA, like Claude Monet with his sheafs of wheat.

Shapes are projected momentarily on a wall.  

'It would take 10-12 years for this sequence to repeat itself'.  Enter this computer-generated mechanical timescape.  Enter computer this generated mechanical timescape.

Why walls?  Eliasson also showcases his wall of moss.  a duvet of Sweet-smelling reindeer moss colonises one wall. Touch it. then enter the yellow room of happiness.  the light beams into your very soul.  even writing about it now i can feel it. enter the circle of light!  the colours move about/blurring the boundary between here and there. look at the bulb, and the bleached imprint that floats in your eyes afterward. in the ceiling, ghosts of reflections.  a floating orb of fragments of glass.

a pipe the machine.

/?___??--shoots pushing through holes in our clothes

 - On a bench on the beach at the end of Michigan Avenue 15/7/09

'Sitting here. I am free.

dinner parties?  Birthday?'

"Help the homeless?" - The Onion and a postcard of Chicago clasped in his hand.  

Renoir's Acrobats at the Cirque Fernando - what a peach!

and 

Paris Street on a Rainy Day, Caillebote

Jean-Louis Forain, Tightrope Walker, 1885

Antonio Canova, Head of Medusa

King Vulture, 1734

Munch's Girl Looking out the Window 1892

Alex Katz, Vincent and Tony 1963

Peter Doig, Gasthof Zur Muldentalsperre

Hockney's American Collectors

Yves Tanguy, The Rapidity of Sleep 1943

Death of the poet Walter Rheiner 1925

a painful faupaw could pay off.  I chose yellow + i'm not sorry.

(Eviscerated Corpse, Mike Kelley, 1989)

Robert Gober's September 11th.

Jim Nutt.  

Shedd Aquarium:

a punctured lungfish

a smokey catfish

a branded sealion

excerpt from 'lines written at the top of the hancock tower at sunset':

all of a sudden

white and illuminated

like little bones.

then the first lights, as

yellow glitter scattered

piercing

this skin between night and day

millipede buses and

the buildings gain a new definition

reaching up to the

darkening sky,

square plants