Sunday, December 05, 2010

Chicago; Black Friday

The Day for Getting not Giving

It always strikes me as odd how less than 24 hours of all sorts of symbolic gesturing about gratitude and gratefulness, there's like a need to purge those feelings and reaffirm our capitalist core. Shop til you drop.

Cindy and I avoided the crowds and went to the gym in the building. It was the first time I had been to a gym in around 4 years. It was fun, like a trip down memory lane. I have spent so much time in gyms in the past and have been and continue to be pretty anti-gym but some people love it. It bores me to tears, but like I said since I hadn't been in so long it was a novelty.

We didn't workout for long because we had a full day ahead of us, starting with....

The Wreathing of the Lions



We were going to walk but we were running to late that we cabed it. From across the street we could see that while one lion was already wearing it's glorious wreath, one remained unadorned.


While everyone else gathered around tow witness the "wreathing" we were able to snap off a couple of nice pics.




Cindy said it looked like a couple of set dressers at work. I couldn't agree with her more.

A homeless guy who was acting very much as a free tour guide for the crowd, well informed and articulate one I might add, pointed out that across the street was the start of the historic Route 66. I have been on several parts of the mythic highway and the end point was a checkpoint at one of the Urban Challenge races I ran in LA, so this was a photo-op not to be passed up.



They give out free tickets to the first 200 people there on the day after Thanksgiving. Cindy nabbed the 200th ticket, pretty cool. The museum was incredible and we could have easily been there all day and then back the next day and still only scratch the surface, but we had a show to attend that afternoon so it was a terribly truncated visit, but better than no visit at all.


Their collection is astounding, really really special.

Off to the Circus, well sort of...


Cindy had got us tickets the Traces, an amazing show that combines elements of circus performance, spoken word, music and theater with some multi-media and computer elements, a dash of parkour and hip-hop to make for an incredible experience.


The one girl in the 7 person troupe more than held her own. She was Quebecuer, so I was not surprised, though thoroughly impressed.



Beautiful, innovative creative and timely.



I am so close to being able to do that. If you took the chairs away and let me lean against a wall, I could maybe hold myself for a few seconds, then again....



The wheel may have been my favorite performance of the show. In part because I have not seen the appartus used very much, put more for its elegance, beauty and symbolism.
Would be very interested in trying it out myself. We'll see.

After the show we stopped to have some hot cocoa and did a little shopping. FB post:

Jon Danniells is surviving and loving a very full day after Thanksgiving; the gym, The Chicago Institute of Art, practically sprinting to make it to a wonderful show, Traces, (performance art/circus) and then jostling through shops and along sidewalks with the masses that make Michigan Avenue aka Magnificent Mile a human pachengo on "Black Friday".


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