Spring starts out so ugly, unless you’re a piece of trash, and then you’re like, thank God! At last, some flattering light.
I saw a bunch of sweet gleaming rot between my house and downtown last night. A lot of wet folds and curves.
Ok yes. Right. I said “gleaming.” I said “folds.” You guys, this stuff has been mistreated for a long time. The whole entire winter. It deserves to feel good.
And there was this, on Byron Street.
The detailed rendering had three options for doorknob placement, which, without question, was the best part.
It’s on the 700 block, if you’d like to go see. It’s the thing that could make all the difference for you this season.
I mean, unless you’re not seeking new levels of hot bold grit.
But I think you are.
ann rosenquist fee 