I made a jaunt through the neighborhood, where I found this structure, probably a garage, next to the blue line.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
I took all my pictures tonight in the alley while trying to get a large, very heavy machine into the building. The truck that brought it was too big to backup to our dock, so the machine was left on the ground. We borrowed a pallet jack and rented a truck with a lift gate that just was not big enough, and spent hours trying to force and finesse the machine onto the truck and in the door. I'm sore all over, too.
I took a friend home, which got me out of my neighborhood. Nothing jumped out at me in her neighborhood, Lincoln Square, but at Lincoln and Addison I shot a few pictures of the CTA tracks and this train bridge with a firefighter's mural below it.
November second is the Day of the Dead. I spent the afternoon and night in Pilsen and marched in the Día De Los Muertos procession. I didn't take a tripod with me, so I had to rely on high ISO for this picture of an ofrenda at St. Procopius Church.
November's theme is night photos. The first night I just went out to the back yard. Somehow, every picture was blurry. My tripod was secure. Malicous only bumped my tripod during one exposure, and it wasn't this one since he's standing under the deck. Whatever my problem was, I hope I avoid it for the rest of the month.
I remember this guy as Shane (could be wrong), and I met him at Delilah's after a Tijuana Jai Alai Show. He's borrowing my top hat. Paloma, meanwhile, borrowed another guy's imperial stormtrooper helmet.
Driving (it happens from time to time) through Pilsen, we all got to wait for this gentleman to make his way across the street, even though the lights had changed. Sometimes it takes a while to get around.
I worked, played a show with my band, went home and packed, then left the house at 2:30 am to go to the airport. This is on my way to the airport, and I count it as the morning of the 24th, although it's at a time I'm also likely to consider night of the 23rd. At that time of night, you actually get to stand around and wait for the security lines to be opened. I still don't know how I managed to stay awake until fairly late the night of the 24th.
On my way to the bank I found this cyclist in a nifty little hat. While I was standing in the bank, I saw a modern Abraham Lincoln in a stovepipe hat go walking by. As soon as I finished I tried to get him, but the closest I got to him was almost a block.