It’s Tuesday, so cycled with a friend in search of things we’ve never seen before. The grounds of the Casket Arts Community are always a good bet. This is a base for over 140 artists and art businesses. In 1882 the Northwestern Casket Company made caskets.
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Eye-popping Art
Most Tuesdays I cycle with a friend, often looking for things we’ve not seen before. Our ride, today, included sidewalk art on Downtown’s Nicollet Mall
Oozing with Contempt
Cycled across (positively) 4th Street in Dinkytown, Minneapolis. Back when I was a student, I loved the way Dylan oozes with contempt in this song. The title probably refers to the 4th Street that runs through Greenwich Village, but Minneapolis can claim some connection.
Minneapolis Protest Street Art
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Minneapolis Protest Street Art
The elderly white woman periodically topped up our wine glasses. When she decided we were sufficiently lubricated, she turned the conversation to race, specifically African Americans. “They need to get over it,” she announced, repeating with added vehemence, “Get over it.” That conversation has been reverberating in my head as I’ve been looking at street… Continue reading Minneapolis Protest Street Art
Protest Art
Cycled across South Minneapolis looking for some of the extensive street art created, mostly with permission, on the plywood of boarded-up businesses. The artist painted this “in hopes of healing and hope for the future.” “Say his name. George Floyd. He was a human being.”
Another Mouse Door
Spotted on our walk: a mouse door.
Pandemic Poetry
It was a day to stay home and watch YouTube videos to improve my soldering, and other such skills. Occasionally I looked out at the constant rain and the scrolling message on the Guthrie’s marquee: “Promise this world your love” from a poem, “Pandemic.”
Sculptor’s Workspace
Picked up a carryout coffee, walked through a sculptor’s workspace.
The Beginning of Everything
On my walk: The Beginning of Everything, an exhibition of artists’ sketches. It evoked happy memories of the terror and exhilaration, facing down blank documents at the start of projects.