While scoping out the meter shot needed to create Mayor Daley's lapel pin, we ran across this guy selling cotton candy at 17 degrees fahrenheit. Balls! The rig will remain on the mind.
As for the meter, I just finished printing a crop of this onto a high-gloss paper and made a little tiny lapel pin for the Mayor. This qualifies the title. Will soon post finished piece to website.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Mayor Daley is the "love him/hate him" Mayor of the last decade and a half. What remains of his tenure are beautiful downtown streets, a comparatively well funded art scene, a half-assed recycling program, a gorgeous park where there used to be an airport, crappy schools, normal violence, and these meters randomly left behind for cyclists to lock their bikes to. The meters being replaced by pay boxes on almost every street and no more free parking while one is visiting the park. You got to admit that Daley has always been true to himself. Few politicians remain as authentic as he has after serving for as many years.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
To begin with, it is not a matter of whether or not he left the seat up. There's no birth-given right to being able to waltz into the pisser and just plop down and let it all run out. Each of us, man and woman alike, are bound by physics and sensibility to each be sure to close the lid of the toilet seat before flushing.