Windy City, or Chi-town, whatever you call it.
It’s a beautiful city despite some flaws.
Riding on the orange line all the way to downtown,
Seeing all the art on the buildings as they pass by.
The sky was a deep shade of dark purple and the sun wasn’t visible anymore.
I could feel the breeze coming from the lake, even through my sweater.
Green, blue, red, purple
Orange, yellow, grey, black, white,
Colors splattered across the city
Spray painted all over the outside walls of everything
It was a dreary, gloomy day, as if to match El Dia De Los Muertos. We arrived at the museum as we do annually;
the radiant colors seemed to pop out at me. The dark black contrasted with the glossy orange that seemed to be as loud as the sun.
We are still glowing from Eat Your Words - what a night! Thank you to everyone who joined the 826CHI community at the Chicago Cultural Center!