On Saturday morning, I got up, checked out of the hotel, and went out to explore the city a bit while I walked down to the Art Institute of Chicago. Here are a few of the things I saw along the way:
|Yes, another shot of the Chicago River. It's so darn picturesque!|
|Detail on the downtown courthouse.|
|Doors leading into the courthouse. It's hard to|
believe any government building could be this pretty.
|I love how oddly narrow these are.|
|I saw someone else taking a pic of this building so|
I stopped and took one too. Not sure what it is.
|Magnificent Ionic columns.|
|Chicago Board of Trade.|
|Equally magnificent Corinthian columns.|
|I would love to live somewhere where the|
advertising boards look like this.
|Statues and fountain just outside the Board of Trade.|
Right about the time I stumbled across the above courtyard, a storm rolled in and absolutely poured rain. It hasn't rained like that where I live for months, so I loved it. Here's a partially cloudy shot from down by the museum:
Now, I have to tell you that I love the Art Institute of Chicago. I've been to a lot of different art museums. This one is my favorite, hands down. So I was very, very excited to go there and I had a great time. However, I don't like to take a ton of pictures of art because I feel like they just don't translate terribly well. So I'm only posting a few.
A lot of what I really admired was the furniture. I can hardly fathom the kind of dedication it took, hundreds of years ago, to create intricate furniture like this:
I also really enjoyed this full suit of armor:
Here are the pieces of art that I connected with the most:
|Green Dancers by Edgar Degas.|
|This piece is by Charles Ray. I neglected to write down|
the name and now I can't find it.
|One of the famous Chagall windows.|
I spent about two and a half hours at the museum and saw perhaps half of what was on offer. Then my brother arrived to pick me up, so I had to go, but I think that was a good thing because I was beat. Last year, my brother went to a training near DeKalb, Illinois. He expressed an interest in going back out there to explore the area, so we did.
Once we got off the tollway, I enjoyed the scenery, the same meadows and farm fields that I remember from my youth (spent in nearby Michigan). On my GPS, I noticed a place called Shabbona Lake State Park and asked my brother if he'd be interested in checking it out. He was and we did: