Baha'i House of Worship

Photo taken on Naw-Ruz, the Baha'i new year.

Sun light and blue sky!

Taken in the late afternoon on the way out from work...I like the way the tree branches look like veins, or passage ways in our lungs, or upside down roots. It's all life.

Late afternoon light...

Late afternoon light...This is the roof of our apartment building, looking across the court yard.


I like the way the tree branches are poking up from behind the building. And it's nice to see some blue sky; lately a rare commodity around here.

An Anatol Kovarsky...

I like the simplicity of the his cartoons...and how he combines everyday life with the current art scene of the time. This is from the book Kovarsky's World, published in 1956.

Spring snow...

A Spring snow is always nice because it is pretty and the temperature isn't unbearably cold, so it's nice to be out and about.

More morning light...

Walking to work in the morning...this is a small church that was converted into a home. I really would like see the inside and how they used the large open space. It looks like it is bright and sunny inside. There are quite a few churches that have been converted into homes and I always imagine the prayers that were said all the years it was a church hanging around in the rafters.



I like the way the shadow of the tree cuts across the face of the building.

Sweeper in the afternoon sun...

Morning light...

The morning light seems softer than the light of evening. It's that first light touching the world and you're awake and it all feels like morning. (As it is.) I wonder if there is a physical, as in scientific, difference, or is it just that I know it's morning and as opposed to evening.

Or, maybe it's the fact that here the sun is coming up over the lake. Although I could look this up, I sort of like just wondering about it; it leaves some mystery to my day.

Comet, fireball, grease on asphalt...

I like to think, comet.

A room with a view

We recently moved into a new and somewhat larger apartment. It is bright an sunny, although you wouldn't think so from this shot of the bedroom window! I've never lived this close to a brick wall and I find that I sort of like it.

The real thing...

Summer 1958

Cool things to do at the library...

You can write the call number in books, on the back of the title page, officially called the t.p verso...

You can go to the Conservation Lab and use the giant paper cutter...

You can look at old books...

This is the first U.S. Census, where they counted everyone in the country...since then they feel they need to count more than just individuals...

You can push books trucks around...

We have rules at the library...

At the library we have a bound edition of James Audubon's Birds of America. It sits in a large case at the entrance of the library, and is displayed open to a select page. Pictured now is the Fish Crow.

Secretly, I've always wanted to be the one to be responsible for turning the page.

Barbara Hepworth

A self portrait of artist Barbara Hepworth, a British sculptor (sculptress?). Her work became well known in the 50s (somehow I'm currently stuck time here). Her work is abstract and usually a contrast between open and closed shapes, heavy and light elements. I was surprised to find this self portrait because it is so painterly. I really like the texture and lines; their loopy ease opposite the intensity of her eyes.

This painting is by Walter Burt Adams who painted Evanston for most of his life.

Here is Chicago & Dempster in 1936...

and again in 1972.