A Lion in Winter

If this visage seems familiar, there are some possible reasons you’re not wrong. One is that I have indeed posted this very concrete lion some years ago, not to be confused with the lion I posted a few months ago. Another reason might be that you’ve seen a concrete lion very much like this one as a drinking fountain in Chicago’s iconic Water Tower at Chicago and Michigan. I’m not sure that these are identical but I do remember encountering the drinking fountain in the tower and thinking: “Oh!” But I could be wrong. Still, once upon a time, in the 1930s and 1940s most probably, this stone lion was also a fountain. And since it hasn’t been a fountain for a very long time, it is indeed wintertime for kitty.

So what brings forth this stone feline today? Well, as an image it has possibilities and one that I wanted to try was turning the photo into something resembling a sketch.

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Photo / graphic by Roman.

Bike Stand

Photo / graphic by Roman.

There are I-don’t-know-how-many of these bicycle racks scattered about the Rogers Park neighborhood. They are such an obvious photo subject that I imagine there must be hundreds of such photos, at least, scattered about the web. So here is my contribution: not the stand itself but its shadow, as if on canvas.

Public Private Spaces

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Photo by Roman.

When I first thought about posting these images, it was mostly to observe how property management seems to be taken with the idea of creating private public spaces for their tenants. It would be a nice lead-in to a rant about excessive and exploitative rents, but… It’s not a new story… Only that recently two buildings along Sheridan Road have added private plazas in public view and they were not buildings that I would have predicted to do so. Not that I stare at crystal balls all day, but you know what I mean. As a sign of the apocalypse it would provide a good place to start a rant about Rogers Park gentrifying… And maybe it is this time for sure… but it’s been threatening to do so all the decades I’ve lived here.

So what am I left with? Mostly the incongruity of the meanings we impose on our human landscape.

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Photo by Roman.
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Photo by Roman.

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