Visited All My Relations Gallery to see an exhibition honoring missing and murdered Native American women. While a missing white woman can get saturation coverage, these women usually go unreported in our media.
Category: Arts
The Tale of Genji
Viewed depictions of “The Tale of Genji,” the world’s first novel, at the Minneapolis Institute of Art. It was written by a woman, Murasaki Shikibu, over 1,000 years ago in Kyoto, Japan. Themes stand the test of time, including love, lust, and the disempowerment of women.
Orchestra Hall Reflections
Walked to Orchestra Hall to listen to the Minnesota Orchestra. Downtown merged with reflections of the lobby.
Angélique Kidjo
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.
Ice Cream And A Cherry
Walked with a friend through the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden on our way to ice creams at Sebastian Joe’s.
Yes, It’s Rusty
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.
Baroque to Contemporary
As the sun set, listened to small groups of musicians from the Minnesota Orchestra playing Baroque to contemporary in an atrium of Orchestra Hall.
A Nice Murder
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.
Oompah, Oompah
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.
Lost For Words
Walked to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden and beyond. Without Words.