Day 61 - Calm before the storm / by Edward Crim

The weather forecast for this weekend is snow, but how much we will get no one seems to agree on, so we’ll just have to wait and see what happens. I am hoping for a lot of it, as I really like snow! We are already into our third month here in 2019, even though it seems as if it just started, and though I am ready for spring, winter is loath to let loose and allow spring its time. One sign of winter is gone, though; the skating rink closed on the 28th of February and will not open again, even with the climate change induced new ice age, until next winter.

I once again got to the park a bit on the late side, having gone to see some of the young people I’ve been working with as they performed the musical Chicago at their high school. It was a great performance with one of our shy girls bursting out of her shell as Velma Kelly, murderess extraordinaire. A project such as I have undertaken in Forest Park 365 is quite a challenge (which is why I am doing it), requiring me to think each day about where I will go, what I will photograph, and what my theme will be. I find, just as I did when I did this in 2009 - http://www.forestpark365.com, that serendipitous adventure tends to happen by happy accident, and very little that I plan works out as I plan it.

Walking where I have walked before tends to reveal new things, sights I have somehow overlooked in the past. It also demands from me a closer look, a more thorough inspection, and a reimagining of just what it is I am look for and at. So far there has been a certain sameness to the scenery, particularly on gray, overcast days (and we have had a lot of those). When spring arrives, though, the scenery will start to rapidly change. These trips to the park require me, however, to drop my preconceived notions and just look. I am not always able to successfully translate what interests me into a concise image, an image that either brings harmony to its elements or achieves dissonance in a visually arresting way. But that is what I am trying to do.


I always seem to be at the intersection of Art & Life.

I always seem to be at the intersection of Art & Life.