Second attempt.
A week or so before leaving for this trip, I borrowed a little point and
shoot from a friend, with the intention of traveling light.
A little Panasonic with a Leica lens.
The name "Leica" sold me for obvious reasons.
I don't know anything about it other than how to run it on something called
"Intelligent Automatic" and manual.
And it's lens is a 24-60/2.0 equivalent.
I presume equivalent to a lens on a 35mm camera.
I don't know, but it seemed fairly wide angle.
It's lens is also quite good.
But this isn't a camera review, this is a total fuck up by someone who
drinks too much.
But, as always, I digress.
Doug, you really should have come for pizza on Saturday.
If we do this again, we should probably arrange our hotels to be closer.
I hope we do this again.
It's funny, the things that we do, and the things that happen. On Saturday,
Tom and I hooked up with Stan, and we did somewhat of a tourist gig at the
Bean, a large chrome thing.
By good fortune, this coincided with a Scottish Pipe Band playing Scotland
the Brave passingly well.
I believe I mentioned at the time the existence of my family's pipe band.
This is them:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GY-2MxMn2c&feature=related
OK, we'll see how many have been scared off by the bagpipes.
And on to the things that happen.
Last year at about this time, I was playing tug with my dog. At some point,
he hit my knee with his body and bent it sideways.
I am now somewhat lame.
On several levels, I am sure, but in this case, I can only stand up for so
long before I need to find a place to sit.
But as always, I digress yet again.
Oh yes, I was hanging out with Tom and Stan.
And my knee said screw you, I am now going to torment you until you cry like
a girl.
And so we found a little coffee shop and Stan, Tom and I talked about many
things.
Stan, it turns out, is a lover of Great Danes, and at one time was thinking
about breeding
them.
And so we talked about dogs for a while.
And Stan told us about a fellow that turns entire towns into his studio.
Which had nothing to do with dogs, but that isn't important.
None of this is.
And then we went off again into the rather chilly Chicago afternoon.
Eventually wandering away, Stan going off to do whatever he was off to, Tom
and I wandered back to the art gallery where we carefully avoided Eggleston,
in favour of old Chinese Pottery and Renaissance Italian painters.
I should have stuck with the Eggleston. All that happened was my knee
started to hurt again and the only place to sit was outside that gallery.
OK, now we'll see how many have been scared off by my long winded
writing....
As the subject line says, there are pictures. Fifty three of them, in fact.
http://users.accesscomm.ca/wrobb/pictures/gesos/chicago/index.html
Next time I come to Chicago, I'll bring a real camera and some lenses.
William Robb
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