Saturday, October 2, 2010


The day was rainy, mostly cloudy. At six or so I noticed the warm color reflected in the windows across the street. I headed to the unoccupied west side studio.

Signaling that it was much later than I had thought, I left for the bus home.
I love my new studio. I also love that all these buildings are still working places. I love seeing some lights still on at 7 pm, people working, figuring it out, being productive. It's one reason to love the city -working late never feels like it does in the countryside or the suburbs. When you do leave, there's always enough activity on the street to make you feel like you haven't missed the party. I enjoy making art in a working neighborhood. I cringe at the thought of it ever turning to residential.


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