Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Ponder Post: A Man Called Ove

Three times. I read the first two chapters of this book three times! I could not get into A Man Called Ove although many  people had told me how enjoyable it was – people who I like, people who are not out to impress, people with my taste. So I determined I needed to be a captive audience to get over my initial struggle for engagement with A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman. I started this book once more on my return flight from Chicago and this time I stuck with it.


I am very glad I did. In the beginning as the reader meets Ove he is a grumpy old man. I did not want to read a book that was so dour and such a downer. As I read on however, a softness in this curmudgeon was revealed that even he would not admit was there. As the petals of his life story are plucked away, you begin to understand his harshness and maybe even condone it. You may even wonder why he is not more unpleasant than he appears to be. Parts of this tale made me so angry, parts of it made me weep, parts of it brought a faint, twisted smile to my lips, and parts of it made me want to cheer that there may indeed be justice in the world – sometimes – if we work to get it there. It is not so much the plot of A Man Called Ove that reels you in, as it is the revelation of his character, episode by episode, chapter by chapter. This book is imbued with subtle understated humor while being a strong study in human emotional interactions.  I loved this book.


By the way if you are wondering how to pronounce Ove you are not alone. Check out this YouTube link. If you are wondering why I have inserted a picture of an iPad, read the first chapter of A Man Called Ove. You need to read it only once though. Trust me.

Monday, October 30, 2017

Ponder Post: The Magnolia Story

Since I am a fan of the HGTV show Fixer Upper, I really enjoyed this book. I read it on the flight east to Chicago on September 25th and finished it one evening shortly after reaching my destination. Why do I tell you this? Because I delayed writing a review post about this book until I had posted about the Chicago trip itself, which took me a while. Consequently I am having a hard time remembering what was actually in the book - just that I liked it a lot. The majority of The Magnolia Story by Chip and Joanna Gaines is engaging, the beginning and the end are good, and the writing style flows readily. My only negative is that I do recall it as having a bit of a doldrums for a short section in the middle. My eyes glazed over a bit with a discussion of investment capital.


Most TV shows, at the least the ones I am willing to invest my time in watching,  engage on two levels. There is the immediate topic of the show – a crime to be solved, a medical condition to be conquered, a court case to be won – but then there is the continuing back story of personal lives of the characters – their sex/love life, their battle with addiction, their demons from a past trauma or childhood hardship. It is often the undercurrent of this back story that keeps me returning to the show each week, rather than the isolated episodic focus. This book is kind of that back story to the TV show Fixer Upper.

For the uninitiated, Fixer Upper is a home design and renovation show that features a husband/wife team who take old wrecks of houses and turns them into beautiful but comfortable and livable homes. It has run four seasons and this upcoming fifth season will be its last. Fixer Upper stars the married couple Chip and Joanna Gaines and occasionally cameos their four children. Chip Gaines is a laughable, impulsive, hardworking, builder/contractor whose antics have one believing he must have a dose of hyperactivity or has imbibed an overly generous dose of caffeine. Joanna Gaines appears to be the artistic designer half of the pair, a calming foil to Chip's ebullience. On the show they are portrayed as strongly devoted to each other and very family-oriented; I believe this image is genuine.


How can this couple have achieved such success and at a relatively young age, while being actively engaged in raising a family of four children? How can Joanna continue to look so good after birthing four children? (The book does not answer that question so I am left to assume good genes, although there is a brief reference to jogging.) This book does tell of their struggles, successes, and determination as it describes the ups and downs of their path to stardom - non-Hollywood style. It restores one's faith in there being people out there with good clean values. It was a comforting, satisfying read that, at least to me, seemed to exude honesty. Those unfamiliar with the show will not get much out of this book but fans of Fixer Upper will definitely give it two thumbs up. It has a five star rating on Amazon. I will probably give it a four star rating due only to its limited audience.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Chicago Days 7, 8: Lake Michigan, Then Home

Sunday, October 1st
We chose to keep activities to a minimum since we'd all be traveling home the next day. Looking at a map it was about a 1 mile walk to the shore of Lake Michigan so we thought we'd go and dip our hands in its waters as proof we'd been there. We'd be passing by the Chicago History Museum and some statuary at the southern end of Lincoln Park.


Just east of the Lincoln monument is this statue titled Fountain Girl. I found it amusing that we were not the only ones enjoying the water feature that day.


After continuing our stroll through the park we came to footbridge over North Lakeshore Drive leading to the shores of Lake Michigan.


We crossed to the other side and found ourselves exiting to a paved path along a sandy shoreline beach.


We read that this was Lakefront Trail. It runs 18 miles long.


I enjoyed the ambience, much like you would find on many beaches. There were bicycle and surrey rental facilities.


There were ice cream vendors.


But unlike many beaches I have visited, there was a backdrop of the Chicago skyline.


Sue and I ran up to the water and dipped our hands in.


Frank tried to do the same, but not very gracefully. He tried to scurry back quickly to avoid getting his shoes wet as the gentle waves surged forward. His heels dug in and he fell over backward, planting his butt firmly in the sand. We were too busy laughing to get any pictures.

We retraced our steps back to our home base. In doing so we passed an ice cream store. Frank and I opted for a treat then and there, The others were going to come back in the evening for their treat. Frank and I claimed once we were in, we'd be in for the night. We did bring back one container to share in case anybody wanted seconds later.


Jeni's Ice Creams is known for its huge selection of unique flavors. I had three half-scoops: one of vanilla, two of milkiest chocolate. I know – very bold of me. Frank had three half-scoops but he made selections that were a sort of fall sampler:  sweet potato with torched marshmallows, pumpkin 5-spice, and middle west whiskey and pecans.


I remember when I got in that afternoon I took a long nap. Three hours of sleep from the noisy Friday night had caught up with me. I also suspected Saturday could be more of the same partying. Thankfully, if it was, I got to sleep soon enough that it was not a bother at all. John & Sue and Joe & Margaret went out for ice cream. Frank and I chilled in place and did our packing for the next day's travel. The evening was idled away in a few games of Sequence, some reflections on the Chicago trip, some comparisons of where we'd stayed each time, and some discussion about where to go next year. It was a gentle way of unwinding from a whirlwind week of events: 

  • science, history, cultural, and art museums 
  • river and lake boat tours
  • dead dinosaurs (for some)
  • Wrigley field, parks, and downtown city walkabouts
  • views of Chicago from high up towers and shoreline vantage points 
  • the beach of Lake Michigan
  • feasting and snacking at historic Chicagoan establishments
  • even celebrating a 42nd wedding anniversary

Monday, October 2nd
It was time to fly home. Frank is standing here on the lookout for our Uber ride to Midway airport. John & Sue and Joe & Margaret would be heading out soon in their ride to O'Hare airport.


Frank and I flew back on Southwest with a connecting flight through St Louis, Missouri. We would be back home by early evening.


Lambert airport has bright red rockers there in addition to the row seating at the gates themselves. They cheer up the airport gate area with their bold color.


I have a big smile on my face. Why?

        a. Because I had a great time in Chicago
        b. Because I am going home
        c. Because I like this bright red rocker
        d. All of the above

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Chicago Day 6: Millennial Park & Art Institute

Saturday, September 30th
Our goal was to explore the Millennial Park area. After riding the subway downtown, we walked a route that would take us by noted statues in the Chicago Downtown area and other sites. I have marked the places we visited, though the walking path we took may be slight different from the turquoise dotted path on the map. We saw

  • Chicago's Picasso
  • Miro's Statue
  • Macy's on State Street
  • Chicago Cultural Center
  • Cloud Gate
  • Crown Fountain
  • The Art Institute of Chicago.



En route to our first statue I spotted this uniquely painted bicycle chained to a railing near a street corner. As in many metropolitan areas, bicycles can be convenient and expedient methods of transportation.


Their  prevalence in Chicago is evidenced by the specialized traffic lights at some intersections. Look closely at the silhouetted shape within the rightmost traffic signal. It is a bicycle icon. Far in the distance is the vertical marquis for the Cadillac Palace Theatre.


The Cadillac Palace Theatre is an ornate theatre that hosts Broadway Shows. We did not attend any shows while we were there but it would have been impressive to see the interior in person.



Chicago Picasso
The first statue we came upon was by Pablo Picasso and simply titled Chicago Picasso or The Picasso. It is located in Daly Plaza. Per Wikipedia, newspaper columnist Mike Royko, covering the unveiling of the sculpture, wrote: "Interesting design, I’m sure. But the fact is, it has a long stupid face and looks like some giant insect that is about to eat a smaller, weaker insect." That was not my initial interpretation but I can certainly see the merit in the description. Picasso's style is strange anyway in my opinion. 



Miró's Chicago
Diagonally across the street from The Picasso is Miró's Chicago, is a sculpture by Joan Miró, originally and more descriptively called The Sun, the Moon and One Star. It is 39 feet tall, and is made of steel, wire mesh, concrete, bronze, and ceramic tile. I have to admit I have trouble understanding it and had to read up on its meaning. It represents a woman standing with arms outstretched. Why the black gash and the red cavity? I do not know. The bell shaped bottom is meant to be symbolic of stability. Personally, think it is more symbolic of the pear shaped body type of many women.


Macy's
Before we all forged ahead to Millennial Park we decided to make a pit stop to use the rest rooms at Macy's on State Street and to check off seeing the historic clock outside. We entered on the first floor in the cosmetics area and caught a peek at the domed ceiling. I learned later from reading the  previous Macy's link that "The dome ceiling was designed by renowned glass artist Louis Comfort Tiffany (it’s the largest Tiffany mosaic in existence) and crafted by a group of 50 artisans who worked atop scaffolds for over 18 months to complete the project." Had I known that then, I would have looked longer and gone up to an upper floor for a closer look.


Going up the escalator we had target fixation on finding a rest room and so we did not do much more than glimpse at the interior architecture; but some of the wood working on the walls was extremely impressive. I also learned that every Friday at 11:30 am Macy's gives a 60 minute tour for $12 focusing on the mosaic ceiling, an elegant dining room, and a grandiose fountain. Had timing worked out better I think I might have sprung for that. If you are in Chicago during the holidays the tour "includes the history of Macy’s holiday traditions from the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, animated store window displays, the 2-story Great Tree in the soaring Walnut Room restaurant." Here is Frank, my "model husband" waiting for me as I take pictures.


Outdoors, even the clock has a history. The "clock is made of 7¾ tons of cast bronze and hangs from ornamental ironwork." It is a landmark often used by folks as a meeting place, "under the clock".  Read more about its legacy in The Fascinating History of Macy’s on State Street in Chicago.


Chicago Cultural Center
There are all sorts of treasures hidden about Chicago. Macy's had not been a planned stop but the craftsmanship in its architecture made it well worth the detour. The Chicago Cultural Center was not a planned stop either, but when we passed right by it on our way to Millennial Park, we decided to duck in.


It too, has a beautiful domed glass ceiling, ornate ceiling rosette carvings, and detailed mosaic tile inlays. 



Google's translator converted Voltaire's quote from the French to English as "Mortals are equal is not the birth is the only virtue that makes the difference". I still am a bit confused. I think a subtlety in interpretation may have gotten lost in the word for word translation. I can still appreciate the beautiful inlay work though.


I took a picture of this floor because I thought it would make an interesting quilting pattern. The photo had another unexpected benefit. After touring some displays on the upper floors, I got separated from the rest of my friends. I came downstairs by a different stair case and into a different lobby. I was able to get directions to the correct lobby by showing a security guard my cell phone photo and asking "Can you please direct me to the lobby with this floor?" It worked!


The upper levels had rooms with model cityscapes, very austere in white.


Some rooms had very weird structures in riotous colors and Seussian type interiors, in vibrant contrast to the stark futuristic scale model. Some creative right brained "works of art" were so far beyond our predominantly left brain comprehension, we realized the impedance match between them and us was too much. We moved on.


Cloud Gate 
The sculpture I was most interested in seeing in Millennial Park was affectionately nicknamed by Chicagoans as "the Bean" since it resembled a kidney bean in shape. The best overall photo I could find illustrating this highly reflective structure I got from the Wikipedia article on Cloud Gate. The Indian-born British artist Sir Anish Kapoor initially called the bean nickname "completely stupid" but eventually grew to accept it. The design was inspired by the concept of liquid mercury. This view shows the arched central area with the underside equally reflective and in a spoon-like contour. I thought this sculpture was awesome when I saw it on a Wheel of Fortune promotion for Chicago as a travel destination; it influenced my preference for where the six of us would convene for our annual get together. 

 
Here we are looking up into the reflective concave surface beneath. The arch is 12 ft high but the central apex is 27 feet high. We tagged along on the tail end of a tour where the guide flung a quarter up into the highest point to illustrate its height. The highest point is called the "omphalos" – a Greek word for naval. There is a deceptive nature to its height due to all multiple reflections. Here is the crew looking up into the belly button and me taking a picture of our reflection.


The soaring internal cavity is more obvious in this photo I took of Margaret taking a photo. Also note, directly above Frank's head is a rear view reflection of the five of them.


I asked a passerby to take a photo so all six of us could be in it. Note the Chicago skyline reflected in the top of the photo. Can you find the reflection of us from the back?


The structure is made of stainless steel plates, welded, and polished. They are polished to the 98% level at the manufacturing site but the final highly reflective surface is buffed and polished to a mirror finish once in place. No seams are visible. It truly does look like liquid mercury. About one third of the plates, along with the entire interior structure, were fabricated in Oakland – the city Frank and I fly out of. They were transported by truck from California. This photo with Frank in the foreground is at 90° from the arched view and shows some more of the extent of AT&T Plaza, home to "the Bean".  We then moved on from the plaza to see our next sculpture/fountain.


Crown Fountain
Crown Fountain is a pair of 50 ft tall rectangular, glass brick towers. The glass brick allows for light and video displays so the faces are ever moving and changing. At the base of the towers is a black granite reflecting pool. Water either cascades down the side of the towers or shoots out a spout from a surface facing the opposite tower. This overview photo comes from the Crown Fountain Wikipedia article. The first few episodes of the first season of the television show Prison Break featured shots of the Crown Fountain.


The intent of the artist, artist Jaume Plensa, was to have a sculpture that was interactive with the public. The use of light, as well as water, on the vertical surfaces allows for the fountains to be engaging even during the cold months of November through April when water flow is problematic. The inward pointing sides of the towers display digital videos of faces of local Chicagoans. For the filming of those faces, a high definition video camera was used, the same model used in filming the Star Wars prequels. It had to be set on its side since cinema film screens are wider than tall and these towers are taller than wide. Do check the video section of the Crown Fountain Wikipedia article for some fascinating details about the selection of subjects from local schools, churches and community groups and on the filming by the School of the Art Institute of Chicago (SAIC). We stood watching for a while to see the fun faces, blinking, smiling, and pursing their lips to spew out water. This is really a fun sculpture. Crown Fountain and Cloud Gate are in a tie for being my favorite sights of the day.


The Art Institute of Chicago
Our next stop was The Art Institute of Chicago, across one street and one block over from Millennial Park. That is Frank, making his way there, in the next photo.


We pulled out discount coupons from our CityPass booklets and got our tickets. Ticket price included headphones to wear for explanations of some, but not all, of the displays, paintings, and sculptures.


We picked up our guide containing maps and an overview of the institute, featuring on the back cover highlights of what items were not to be missed. The museum consists of several buildings but they only connect through the first level. I found this very confusing since the pages of the brochure were printed by levels, not by building, as would be logical. When you spotted something you wanted to see you had to go down to the first level across to whatever building it was in and go back up to the level you wanted – if, by that time, you even remembered what level it had been. Yes, I could have traveled my route by buildings, not levels, but then why not print the brochure with multiple levels of the same building on one page so you do not have to keep flipping through pages? Grrr. Yes, I was grumpy. I grumbled that artists, not engineers, must have designed this pamphlet. 


There were twelve recommended highlights. Our percentage completion was not high. We saw two, maybe three of them: #7 Grant Wood's American Gothic, #9 Marc Chagell's America Windows, and #12 Andy Warhol's Liz #3. I am not sure if we saw the Any Warhol work or not which tells you something about how impressed I was or was not. 


We did see American Gothic in person. I learned that the image was not of husband and wife as I mistakenly assumed, but rather of the artist's sister and the artist's dentist. No such scene exists but was rather a composite of a house and the two people posed individually with a fabricated barn inserted in the upper right corner. I did look up an article describing the symbolism in American Gothic and reading it made the painting more intriguing to me, a puzzle of sorts – like those hidden figures activity games. For exampled there is a repetition of shapes in the cathedral shaped window of the house gable, the inverted shape of the pitchfork and the repeated design on the man's overalls that extends into the stripes of his shirt. Also the pattern in the window curtains is echoed on the trim on the woman's apron. See http://www.americangothichouse.net/about/the-painting/ for a more complete discussion.


Lest you think I am too serious-thinking and deep about this painting I would like to share a parody of it we have hanging on the wall in our home.


Perhaps it was because this was our fifth day of touring, or perhaps because I'd had only a few hours of sleep the previous night, but in contrast to the Cloud Gate and Crown Fountain, I found this museum my least favorite activity of the day. I could not make peace with the organizational style of the museum and, despite Frank's repeated admonition to "let it go", it affected my experience. I mean, really, when was the last time you saw signage with the YOU ARE HERE annotation, not tell you where you were per a floor plan of a building, but rather instead tell you where you were on a staircase? Duh... I know I can either go up or down from this landing.


John  & Sue and Joe & Margaret were getting more out of the experience than Frank and I – mainly me – were, so we left earlier than they did. I wanted to see an exhibit on glass paperweights and miniatures near the exit and grand staircase, before we left. I was impressed with the detail of these half globes.


This super size paper weight is manufactured from multi-colored glass rods cut and gathered in bouquet fashion. The technique to make these was called "millefiori" which translates as "a thousand flowers". Glass rods are heated, fused together, and stretched out to miniaturize the design. The glass potting acts as a magnifying glass and enhances the cross-sectional view of each of those cut edges. More detail can be found in a 2012 post from the blog of the Art Institute of Chicago: http://www.artic.edu/blog/2012/10/02/now-on-view-paperweights.


In terms of miniaturization, next to the paperweights display was a series of small scale dioramas. This one in particular caught my eye. It is an exact tiny reproduction of the plantation Tara's drawing room from the movie Gone With the Wind, detailed down to the ornate gilded mirror, the mantel over the fireplace, and the drapes in the background.


As we left, I enjoyed a last look at the long staircase at the Michigan Avenue entrance. The bright  green and white tiles on the risers made a whimsical statement that made me smile. Somehow, though, they seemed in contrast to many of the more sombre, serious, and sophisticated exhibit halls within. I preferred the stairs to a Picasso or an Andy Warhol. Sigh. I guess I just don't got no culture in me.


The Evening
We had dinner at a restaurant which is a historic Chicago legend called Nookies. The food was great and plentiful. As excerpted from its website:

 "Situated in the Heart of Chicago’s Old Town, Nookies Restaurant first opened its doors as Nookies Snack Shop, in 1973. Two co-workers, Spiros Alexopoulos, a recent immigrant from Greece, who used to work as a server in a Lincoln Park restaurant, and Ralph Fisher, a cook, joined forces to open what was to become one of Chicago’s favorite diners. Spiros and Ralph named it Nookies as in a breakfast nook, although the innuendos of the name where not lost on passersby and local patrons. Nookies became the home of many Chicago politicians, actors, TV and radio personalities, and local artists, who would mingle with locals and out-of-town visitors to create a true Chicago original." 


On our way home from the Art Institute of Chicago, Frank and I had stopped off at a shop a couple doors down from our home base and bought a 300 large-piece format jigsaw puzzle, the theme being classic book titles. With the unique fonts and colors of each book cover, the assembly was enjoyable and not at all taxing. Many hands make light work and we completed it in less than an hour's time. It was fun chatting away about the different titles and comparing how many of them we had each read and what we remembered about them.


These are the many hands that made the work light. Clockwise from 9:00 o'clock are John, Sue, Frank, Margaret, and Joe. I helped too, but the photographer's hand is absent from the photo. How many of these have you read?