tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post4748641241759888067..comments2023-05-04T05:44:17.603-04:00Comments on washed stones: Visiting Chicago in MayRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-16662812594203492232013-05-13T12:08:18.016-04:002013-05-13T12:08:18.016-04:00You paint that urban landscape with such accurate ...You paint that urban landscape with such accurate detail that it is breathtaking. <br /><br />I can see those corralled, candy colored tulips anchoring the art museum, which houses its corralled beauty as well. Amanda Summerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00942636545948440422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-55556741892503110662013-05-12T19:06:57.156-04:002013-05-12T19:06:57.156-04:00I love visiting Chicago during different times of ...I love visiting Chicago during different times of the year. Did you get to visit the big giant bean , called the Cloud? musicwithinyouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14024317988744024838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-12493901422842806902013-05-12T12:21:44.498-04:002013-05-12T12:21:44.498-04:00I know this was an insightful outing for you, Ruth...I know this was an insightful outing for you, Ruth. That you can write about it in poetic form is a wonderful gift!Ginnie Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14014434422568561157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-64107507470895064492013-05-10T05:54:18.720-04:002013-05-10T05:54:18.720-04:00Thanks, Ing. As you know, this trip raised questio...Thanks, Ing. As you know, this trip raised questions for me of "opening and closing." We perceive our world as it comes and goes, we pay attention to what inspires, and we can observe and honor the ways we do this differently. I'm excited to keep talking about this process (and the art and writing process). Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-76169091114929170082013-05-10T05:49:30.730-04:002013-05-10T05:49:30.730-04:00Many thanks, Robert, for your careful observations...Many thanks, Robert, for your careful observations. This is the first visit to the Art Institute, or any museum, where I was conscious of preferring to be out more than in. I need small doses of galleries and museums, and then I have to take that out with me, and let it create its space. And truly, I smiled walking among those clean canvases, imagining the messy studios, homes, and lives of the artists.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-42774245952798957852013-05-10T05:45:38.898-04:002013-05-10T05:45:38.898-04:00Thanks so much, George. Inge and I sat at a café a...Thanks so much, George. Inge and I sat at a café across from the Art Institute for morning tea, and light and shadow played on the museum stone in such beauty!Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-67525286773934753302013-05-09T20:17:35.040-04:002013-05-09T20:17:35.040-04:00Ah, yes, this brings me back to our time together ...Ah, yes, this brings me back to our time together in Chicago this week. Thank you. It's better than any photograph. For me, it captures the moment we walked out of the AIC onto Michigan Avenue. Thank you.Ingehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01884046398996572940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-30672832311016681752013-05-09T10:50:45.808-04:002013-05-09T10:50:45.808-04:00You give us a vivid, concise, impressionistic view...You give us a vivid, concise, impressionistic view of Chicago in spring, Ruth. It's clear you prefer out rather than in! There are enticing hints here of things I want to know more about: the 'surgical' tools and 'straight' beds contrasting with the vital human life on the streets — and, even more intriguingly, the contrast between the artists' lives and their ordered, gallery pictures... Another poem about strict order and seductive (?) chaos, I think! Great stuff. The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-68969386766937961182013-05-09T08:00:48.336-04:002013-05-09T08:00:48.336-04:00Very, very nice poem. I, too, feel the bounce of ...Very, very nice poem. I, too, feel the bounce of light and impression of water.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03959953035812596907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-64746860550372430482013-05-09T05:00:29.102-04:002013-05-09T05:00:29.102-04:00It was quite a contrast, Rosaria, from inside the ...It was quite a contrast, Rosaria, from inside the museum to the street outside. I was fascinated watching people in both contexts. :)<br /><br />Thank you!Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3252398034468872629.post-79760383797543576872013-05-08T11:07:11.675-04:002013-05-08T11:07:11.675-04:00There is movement and light bouncing from one plac...There is movement and light bouncing from one place to another, reflected in the girls opening up like dancers!<br />Ahhhhh!Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.com