Category: Arts

Walked over to the Cedar for a sold-out performance by Beninese singer, Angélique Kidjo. “We’re all Africans.” We sometimes play her music when doing household chores: she gets you moving.

Walked with a friend through the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden on our way to ice creams at Sebastian Joe’s.

An elderly woman asked me what I thought of “Nimbus,” a toroidal sculpture being installed outside the Minneapolis Central Library. I said I was trying to like it. She was less circumspect: “It’s a rusty piece of junk.””It is rusty,” I agreed.

As the sun set, listened to small groups of musicians from the Minnesota Orchestra playing Baroque to contemporary in an atrium of Orchestra Hall.

Enjoyed a murder at Theatre in the Round, the longest-running theater in Minneapolis: Agatha Christie’s “Go Back for Murder.” The staging of the second act was brilliant.

On my chilly cycle ride, started hearing “oompah, oompah, …” then a contingent from the University of Minnesota Marching Band appeared. They were warming up their instruments on their way to the 57th Annual Marching Band Indoor Concert at the Northrop.

Walked to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden and beyond. Without Words.

Spotted this horned bicycle while crawling artists’ studios in Nordeast Minneapolis. The frame, handlebars, seat, mudguards, and chain guard are all wood. It was not for sale.

Laughed at “Noises Off, “ a play within a play, at the Guthrie. This British farce has many traditional elements: misunderstandings, lots of doors opening and closing, trousers around legs, the tryst in her underwear, and an increasingly frantic plot.

On my cycle ride: Self-Made Man. Perched atop a parking garage in the Minneapolis Marcy-Holmes neighborhood, it’s easy to miss this sculpture.