A breeze through the Newberry Library and the Palette and Chisel


With a few hours to spare before a dinner meeting, we stepped inside the Newberry Library, got library cards and perused the premises.  Loved the mosaics as we walked in- a worn pattern of color and repeats- felt like an art piece with a memory and wounds of time randomly preserved in the tiles.  After I took a few brief scrolling s through various data bases in the library, the building closed it’s doors for the night.    On the way out I caught a few glimpses of more pattern in the old card catalogs, the banister of wood and metal, the windows in the stairway and the beamed ceiling sporting a light fixture I loved.


Around the corner from the Newberry Library is the Palette and Chisel Academy of Fine Arts.  Not sure it was open, we walked inside and enjoyed the first floor galleries.  A friend of mine has a studio in the building and we went searching for her door- found it, but could only leave her a note.  Upstairs, the third floor is off limits to visitor- classes are often in session so we spooked around a little longer, and headed out for the rest of the evening.  Always nice to have a few spare minutes to enjoy the fruits of other artists hands





Reflected in the mirror, is the door to my friends studio at the Palette and Chisel!


Chicago Cultural Center Exhibit Openings


Why do I like miniature things, even if it is ceramic replicas of buildings damaged by bombings, they still look beautiful to me! Saw the work of Alison Ruttan at the Chicago Cultural Center, and in one of the Michigan Ave gallery rooms was displayed her “ceramic maquettes based on photographic documentation of recent global sites of conflict” They were beautiful in color and texture and in realism , but in subject, you had to think of the emptiness and loss that must have occurred to find these buildings in such different stages of rumble. I should have read her statement before viewing her photos installation, they creeped me out until I understood what it was about and the bombed out road installation was thought provoking too.
On this same visit, I attended the opening of a professor I had at the Art Institute several years ago. Ian Weaver presented his “The Black Knights’ Archive” exhibiting maps, film, and a remnants of a ship. I liked looking at his “ship” up close and found it more compelling for me to view it from a distance .