Over the past few months the construction crew has blown out a lot of the walls, replacing them with sheets of plywood. I noticed a small doorway in one of the walls out back, but was never able to get a clear shot due to the fence being closed/locked.
Turns out Will and Josh were friends who lived in the neighborhood. Both of them were incredibly friendly and patient with me, as I peppered them with questions. Up until now, I had only seen videos, but had never encountered a actual slackline before.
Spotted this guy on my way to work yesterday, walking through the alleys behind my apartment. I’m not sure exactly why it caught my eye, but the light from this small lamp seemed to jump out from the drab exterior of the building.
The Chicago Neighborhoods is a design project by Steve Shanabruch where he’s looking to create a logo for each of Chicago’s 77 neighborhoods.
As I was waiting, I glanced over a few times… trying not to stare, trying to to be rude. But my curiosity got the better of me. A few times, the guy caught my eye and seemed to smile. The way he was sitting was pretty unusual – out in the open, with no table in front of him. He looked almost regal, as though he were holding court in the coffee shop. Killing time, as it were, until his subjects arrived to pay their respects.
Last night, when I arrived at my front door, I spotted a large pile of telephone directories – stacked into two thick columns and bound together in plastic wrap. On seeing these my first thought was: they still make these things?
Looked up on my way to the Logan Blue Line stop yesterday, and spotted this large, blank space. To me, it was screaming for someone to show up and tag the thing.
I don’t know what it is with me and my fascination with birds – particularly when I’m on my way to work. Maybe it’s due to the fact that I’m just waking up, imagining everyone (and thing) else is also just starting out their day.
On my way out to run errands, I happened to see a line of cars – each of them sporting a traffic cone hat. This was early on a Saturday morning, and it made me break out into a huge grin. The cones made these cars look like they were in a parade, on their way to some kind of birthday party.
Normally, the lids are black. In fact, out of all the time I’ve been getting coffee from New Wave… I can’t recall a time when the lids weren’t black. Seeing white lids actually gave me a physical pause, and putting the thing on top of my cup looked a little… well, it looked weird.
A small glimpse inside the Logan Square Comfort Station, on my way home a few days ago.
I totally forgot! Robyn and Joe (from Take 2 Vintage) are having a yard sale tomorrow: Saturday and Sunday, October 1/2 from 10 AM – 4PM. Given that they frequent events like the Vintage Bazaar as vendors, you can only imagine what kind of treasures they might have at their house.
Most days, as I’m walking to and from work, I’ll glance up at the very large Illinois Centennial Monument that sits at the heart of Logan Square. For whatever reason, the nerd in me giggles whenever I see a pigeon on the monument – a small bird, sitting on top of a larger bird. I don’t know why it tickles me so much, but it does.
On my way to work this morning, I took out the trash and walked through the alleyway that runs somewhat parallel to Logan Boulevard. Near the end, where it meets up with the alley that runs along Milwaukee… I spotted this odd note, spray-painted into the ground.