Tagged: Chicago

Chicago Students Thaw Out in Seattle

March 19th, 2014 Permalink

Had the privilege of shooting Loyola University Chicago’s Quinlan School of Business Spring Break Immersion trip to Seattle a couple of weeks ago.  There is something about visitors that always make your home city feel new again.  Had a blast tagging along with them while they visited Pike Place Market and rode the Seattle Great [...]

Had the privilege of shooting Loyola University Chicago’s Quinlan School of Business Spring Break Immersion trip to Seattle a couple of weeks ago.  There is something about visitors that always make your home city feel new again.  Had a blast tagging along with them while they visited Pike Place Market and rode the Seattle Great Wheel.  Thanks for a great Friday Chicago homies!

A student thankfully only pretending to taste the great wall of chewing gum.

First oyster shooter reaction shot!

Outside the first Starbucks

Who Wants to get Laid…?

June 12th, 2013 Permalink

Off?  No one!  I’ve been there and it was horrible – but it became a good thing as it got me on the track to being a photographer.  But now, because of idiot moves by The Sun Times Media Group, photojournalism is dying.  Please take a moment to read and support a fellow photojournalist and [...]

Off?  No one!  I’ve been there and it was horrible – but it became a good thing as it got me on the track to being a photographer.  But now, because of idiot moves by The Sun Times Media Group, photojournalism is dying.  Please take a moment to read and support a fellow photojournalist and good friend who was one of the many photographers who dedicated years of his life to journalism.  And how is he repaid?  By losing his  job with an entire staff of talented visual storytellers at The Sun Times Media Group.  http://laidofffromthesuntimes.tumblr.com/

C’mon people – he’s got a baby!

My Two Lovelies

January 4th, 2013 Permalink

I spotted the Mike Royko book “One More Time” on my parent’s bookshelf when I was packing up to leave after Christmas.   I always loved his columns and it felt like a way to bring a little Chicago back to Seattle.  While reading the Introduction on the plane home, the book referred to a passage [...]

I spotted the Mike Royko book “One More Time” on my parent’s bookshelf when I was packing up to leave after Christmas.   I always loved his columns and it felt like a way to bring a little Chicago back to Seattle.  While reading the Introduction on the plane home, the book referred to a passage in Nelson Algren’s “City on the Make”.

“Once you’ve become a part of this particular patch, you’ll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies, but never a lovely so real.”

It summed up my feelings of this great city after being gone from it for a year (the longest I have ever been away).   Just two weeks earlier I watched Orca whales pass by my home, found a Snowy Owl perched in a tree outside my door, and hiked through some of the most beautiful country I have ever seen.  I love Seattle, but she is the lovelier lovely.

While I was in Chicago I took just about every train and bus to get to family and friends.  I missed the grit, the cold, and the friendly, outspoken characters you can only meet on the CTA or in a Chicago watering hole.  In one bar I complimented a guy on his hat with a Chicago flag on it and he handed it over to me when I came back from the restroom.  A toothless man with a Jamaican hat struck up a conversation with me on the bus and by the end made me feel so good about life that I was able to drag my suitcase in the snow for 3 blocks without complaining.  I even missed the “rougher”, less exotic birds of Chicago as I watched my friend Tamara and her son feed the pigeons and grackles outside of her Humbolt Park Home.

It seems fit that the final part of my trip was in Algren’s old stomping ground in the Polish Neighborhoods on North Milwaukee Avenue.  I had the privilege of photographing 4 generations of my friend’s family from Poland.  My last image is of her daughter Madeleine smiling at her 89 year old great grandmother “Babka”.

How fortunate I am to have a second home so real.