What are the hallmarks of your hallway?

Favorite Turkish rug

My favorite rug in the store, but not a runner. This one is 11’6′ by 5′

I know that seems like a strange question to ask. But there is some context involved.

We’ve been discussing Turkish rugs at the store. And much of the talk lately has been directed towards runners, rather than area rugs. I want the bright, colorful rugs that probably don’t go with anything anyone else would have in their decor. Because I’m the last person on earth you want deciding what goes with what in your home.

small turkish rug

Also not a runner, but you can see the kinds of color I’m drawn to.

Turns out, I know nothing about rugs and Chicago. Those I would have ordered, I’m told are too wide for “Chicago hallways.” Chicago’s hallways tend to be less than 3 feet wide, they say. Is this true? I need to know.

I need you to measure your hallways, Chicago. Width is the important criteria, but send me length, too. I want to know if there are wide open spaces in this city that need covered in bright, beautiful colors.

A “Hawaii: It Was Only A Matter Of Time” post

Maui Crane

Yes, at great risk to my iPhone, I took a picture of construction cranes and beach from the ocean.

I have no reasonable explanation as to why I haven’t written anything here about Hawaii. Perhaps because we were overwhelmed by it. Maybe because I haven’t been able to sort through the billions of pictures I took to find the most-compelling. But I gotta start somewhere.

I wrote the post below about the Westin Nanea Ocean Villas coming to Maui for Chicago Architecture as soon as we got home. It’s on our as-yet very long list of places we wouldn’t mind retiring to. Before you judge me and my honeymoon priorities, know that it only took me about an hour to get these photos, and no wife of mine was neglected during this time. Heck, she was on the beach. I could have been gone for 3 days and she wouldn’t have noticed.

I mentioned Hawaii being overwhelming. It is. We saw a fraction of the islands, and left feeling like we had barely scratched the surface. We weren’t yet on a plane back to the mainland and were already scheming ways to return. And return we will.

In this space, over the next few weeks, I’ll do my best to share our experiences with you, and hopefully convey our urgent need to get back to Hawaii. Soon. And often.



150 North Riverside: A 2016 Update


150 N Riverside

How about that photo bomb by River Point? Wolf Point West sneaks in, too.

It hasn’t been a year since I’ve updated you on 150 North Riverside’s progress, but I haven’t updated you since last year, either, so it’s time to remedy that situation.

The biggest change since my November update, besides the obvious increase in height, is glass. Lots of glorious, shimmering, shiny glass. And not just a window here and there. The cladding has covered seven full floors so far, and is rapidly spreading higher.

Also a huge improvement, at least as far as I’m concerned, is the lighting at 150 after work crews have gone home. One of the outstanding features of next-door-neighbor River Point’s construction process has been the interior lights that have made it nothing short of radiant at night. 150 N Riverside hasn’t reached equal levels of luminosity, but it’s much prettier in the dark than it used to be.

But enough of the verbiage. You already know tons about this building, so let’s just cut straight to the pictures. Pictures are fun.


Could this be my new favorite Chicago water tank?

If you’re unfamiliar with Morgan Manufacturing in the Fulton River District, it’s a great event space occupying the old Salisbury Electric building at 401 North Morgan Street. Erected in 1855 (that’s pre-Great Chicago Fire!), it’s got a cool water tank atop the roof, a water tank made even cooler with a recently-completed paint job.

You can check out Morgan Mfg here.

150 North Riverside. November Update

150 N Riverside

River Point and 150 North Riverside continue to grow up together, like your new neighbors’ kids.

A minor setback has done little to slow down progress at 150 North Riverside. The first Monday of November shows 14 (and a half?) floors have been added atop the upside-down-pyramid-shaped base. I left the house for work without my camera, but seeing the way the sun was hitting the tower, I whipped out the ever-present iPhone and snapped a few shots on the way to the brown line.

Did you need an update? Probably not. Can I walk by on a morning this beautiful without taking pictures? Absolutely not. So here you go…

I don’t want you to like it. I want you to read it.

I’ve said this before, but I’m saying it again.

Having a camera doesn’t make me a “photographer.”

Having a bat doesn’t make me a “baseball player.”

Having a blog doesn’t make me a “writer.”

Occasionally, I have a thought I wish someone else would hear. But since I don’t think out loud, I write things down. And if I like what I’ve written, I put it into blog form.

If I want more people to see that blog post, I share it on various platforms. Twitter, Facebook, Google Plus, all that.

I need to stop posting them on Facebook. I hate Facebook more and more each day. For the usual reasons. Too many food pictures, too many cat updates, too many political opinions. Also, no one pays attention to Facebook.

Let me explain.

I post something from my blog on Facebook. 8 people click the “LIKE” button. That’s cool. 8 people like my post. Now, I’ve gotten over the numbers, so as not to feel self-conscious that less than 6% of my Facebook friends liked my post. No, that doesn’t bother me.

Here’s what bothers me: my blogging platform let’s me track metrics. And it tells me that ONE view on my blog has come through Facebook. ONE. That likely means, of the 8 people who clicked “LIKE” on my post, only ONE of them actually clicked the link to my blog. Never mind how many actually read the post; only one person clicked the link.

The blog post I linked to on Facebook is content. It isn’t a selfie. It isn’t a status update. It isn’t a joke. It’s content. I didn’t post it so you would click “LIKE.” I posted it because I want you to read it. Granted, I want you to read it *and* like it, but reading it is the most important thing. If you don’t like it, that’s something I can live with.

Stop doing that. Seeing that you liked my post without reading it doesn’t do anything for me. It does nothing for anyone. (I have to assume that if you do that with my posts, you’re doing it for others’ posts as well.) Save your likes for recipes and your grandma’s health updates. Those deserve likes. Content deserves to be read, or ignored. One or the other. I’d rather you ignore my post, than “LIKE” it without reading it.