“Disappeared” an electrical outlet. There’s an outlet behind the pillar, but the developer had added an outlet to the middle of this wall. Today I removed it and Dwight painted a cover plate. (Minneapolis building codes don’t allow drywall over a live electrical box.) Now, the wall, the plate, and the Guthrie Theater all match.
Category: Living
Orchestra Hall Reflections
Walked to Orchestra Hall to listen to the Minnesota Orchestra. Downtown merged with reflections of the lobby.
Breaking the Box
On my sunny walk: the Weisman Art Museum, designed by Frank Gehry.
Snowdrifts
Walked in heavy snow to my Wednesday gig. Snowdrifts were surprisingly deep under this overpass.
A Crosswalk in Nagano
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A Crosswalk in Nagano
One Monday afternoon in April 2016 I got to see something which, once seen, has been impossible to un-see. I’m standing at a crosswalk in Nagano, Japan, reading a ditty on the back of a man’s shirt: Indian Boys,Indian Boys,Oh how I love those Indian Boys The image of an American Indian dreamcatcher tells me…… Continue reading A Crosswalk in Nagano
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.
Bus to the Edge
Took a bus to the northern edge of Minneapolis. Walked back.
A Treasured Possession
Unpacked our last boxes. Reunited with my favorite radio, ever. It originally belonged to my paternal grandmother. When she died in 1959, it became my bedside radio. I would lie in the dark listening to comedies and dramas from the BBC Home Service.
My Inner Marie Kondo
Channeled my inner Marie Kondo