Walking home, I was stopped in my tracks by a spider web that turned out to be bigger than I first imagined. It’s tough to see in this photo, but if you look above the diamond pattern above the doorway, you can make out a thin strand of web. Not only did the spiderweb cover almost all fo the window on the ground floor, it extended a significant length to the balcony ledge nearby.
Monotony plays its tricks on the senses, and I found myself on the CTA Blue Line an older version of that kid, a little immune to the world going by. On seeing these large windows, it made me remember what it was like to be enamored with the world, and reminded me I should pay a little more attention on my daily commute.
It’s funny how I’ve walked past this stretch of Logan Boulevard countless times, but just noticed this out of the corner of my eye recently. As weathered as this looks, it seems like it’s been here a good while. I wonder how long he’s been hiding, and I also wonder how many of my neighbors even know he’s there.
Didn’t have my camera with me, but snapped this with my phone at the Western stop. I was walking towards the exit when I noticed everyone else had pretty much left the platform. When I stopped, I looked over to see the sun setting behind the turnstiles and bars.
It was kind of a peaceful moment, and reminded me how much I’ve missed the sun these last few months.
We arrived around 5:45PM or so, and were among the first people there. The interior decor felt really warm and elegant, including everything from the display behind the bar to the plates and napkins in front of us. There were some neat tincture/containers being used by the bartenders, and I remembered thinking that Justin would really dig this place.
It’s amazing to me how anyone can do this without burning their lips off. I know the goal is to have the flame be a certain distance from your face, but my fear is that the fire would somehow leapfrog back and light my mouth on fire.
On my walk home today, I spotted this small leaflet, pushing up towards the sunlight. This was a small opening in the sidewalk (that looks like it might have been previously repaired), just before the Logan Square Comfort Station.
I honestly have no idea what this is. Maybe it’s an ad for something, but my first reaction was that it was a kind of pictogram puzzle. My brain keeps wanting to apply some kind of narrative or logic to this image, but all I’ve come up with so far is “steam haircut.”
Spotted this on the way home – an awesome Monopoly property replica, painted right onto the sidewalk. I love that it’s my neighborhood, that it’s in my neighborhood… and that my neighborhood’s got no price tag.
On rounding the corner of the building, I spotted several rocks perched atop thin stalks. From a distance, they looked like a field of flowers… but I didn’t realize they were rocks until I got much closer.
Based on a sign nearby, I found out that it’s an outdoor installation called Cosmic Debris. Created by Sarah Belknap and Joseph Belknap, there’s also an indoor scultpure/photo component that opens up tomorrow (Saturday, May 5th at 3:30 PM).
Spotted this on my way out, just outside La Boulangerie, near Logan and Milwaukee.
Walking home from work, I spotted a pair of lonely shoes in the tunnel near the Jackson Blue/Red stop. It seemed such an unusual spot to encounter such a thing – and I immediately began to wonder whether they were intentionally thrown away, or somehow forgotten.
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.
After reading things over, it dawned on me what I was looking at. This wasn’t some mere list of instructions or rules…
This was a challenge.
A small glimpse inside the Logan Square Comfort Station, on my way home a few days ago.