2020 Wrap-Up

I’m four days late in posting this.  I meant to post it on December 31st, but as per usual, work got super chaotic and I lost track of anything that wasn’t eating, sleeping or putting out fires.

These aren’t necessarily my best pictures, but they are the ones that felt representative of the month.

January:  Randy and I braved the bitter cold and went down to the Art Institute of Chicago to see the Andy Warhol exhibit.  I took this on our way to meet a friend for pizza and beer afterward.

February: B.C. (Before Coronavirus) I used to get up early on the weekends to shoot at sunrise.  I love the early dawn light and it’s much easier to get up for the sunrise in the early spring than it is in the summer!  If I had only known that in a few short weeks, I wouldn’t even be allowed along the lakefront because of a pandemic.

March:  Life ground to a halt.  When I left my office on Friday, March 13th, I thought I’d be back by April 1st.  Oh, how naive I was!  As people started to hoard food, I spent the next several weeks, making daily trips to multiple grocery stores hoping to find basics like toilet paper, bread, pasta, canned goods, frozen foods, milk, eggs, yeast, flour, soap and other cleaning supplies.  I ate a lot of salads and off brand snacks!  Funny (and maybe a little sad) how the produce department was always well stocked.

April:  Illinois is under a stay at home order and all of sudden my photo walks felt dangerous.  I became wary of people so I started walking in alleys to avoid people and photographing people’s trash.  Everyone was eating and drinking a lot.

May:  Two months into the pandemic and everything is still shut down. Cleaning supplies are still scarce and I’m on Zoom 3x a week talking to friends.  I’d grown tired of walking the alleys so I started walking through the cemeteries.

June: Chicago is on fire, literally.  The BLM protests have become violent and Chicago has a curfew.  Once again, groceries become difficult to get as grocery stores are closed and boarded up.  Animal shelters are cleared out because people have been adopting or fostering animals and I’m no exception.  Gladys is my little Covid kitten.  Though I didn’t get her from a shelter.  I have my very own kitten dealer and because of her I have both Rose and Gladys.  I think three cats makes me a bonafied cat lady!

July:  I booked my first gig as a photographer.  A friend of mine “hired” me to do her maternity pictures.  The word hired is in quotes because no way was I going to let her pay me – I had no idea what I was I doing so we agreed that she’d buy dinner.  It was a learning experience!  Portrait photography is A LOT harder than I ever imagined it would be.  Memo to self – learn how to pose people.

August:  This was definitely the worst month of the year.  Randy and I lost Henry on August 2nd.  It was traumatic and devastating.  We rushed him to the emergency vet on a Sunday night and had to wait in the car while waiting on news from the vet.  I didn’t take any pictures this month.

September:  I’ve been stuck at home for six months.  I’m watching a lot of TV.   I miss my friends, happy hours, dinners out, brunches, movies, and traveling.  Most of my pictures of my cats.

October:  I did family portraits for a friend.  Again, I’m lucky since the stakes were pretty low.   I bought speed light for the shoot having learned from the maternity shoot that the lighting would be poor.  Not sure I used it properly though….

November:  Joe Biden and Kamala Harris were elected as President and Vice President and my neighborhood went nuts.  People were dancing on the street corners and driving up and down Clark Street waving flags.  Mayor Lightfoot even joined us and gave a little speech.  I posted this image of a woman on her bike Flying the W (Cubs fans “Fly the W” when the Cubs win) on Instagram and had someone contact me asking if they could buy it.

December:  I didn’t take many pictures in December with my Nikon, but I did take a picture everyday of the Christmas lights in my neighborhood with my iPhone and posted them in my Instagram stories with Christmas music.

 

 

 

 

 

 

WFH

I’ve started and abandoned several posts about what’s going on in the world right now, but I’m struggling with making sense of everything. Sometimes things seem normal and at other times things seem so completely surreal.

Right now the biggest change for me is that I have to work from home so I have a new coworker. She’s super chatty and doesn’t take the hint that I don’t have time to socialize.

I apologize to my coworkers and clients for my delayed response. As you can see, I was indisposed.

I can’t really reach my computer, but as long as she’s comfortable…..
She doesn’t get cuter than this.
She wants to be held, but I need to work.
If my hand isn’t being used to pet her, its being used as pillow.
Did you need something?

Tell me about your most annoying co-worker.

Dimitri Aleksander Romanov (aka Solomon Ferguson Firestone aka Oscar)

I read a lot of interior design blogs/websites to get inspiration for my own home.  I have been visiting one of my favorite websites, Apartment Therapy, for close to 20 years.  The site features pictures of people’s homes and interviews the individuals about the inspiration behind their design choices and as well as lists their sources for furniture, textiles and décor. Inevitably, these homes have some quirky (i.e., ugly) piece of art that the owner picked up at a thrift store or flea market.  I was always curious as to why someone would spend money on something that seemingly isn’t very beautiful and then display such an oddity in their home.  I was finally enlightened this past weekend.

Meet Dimitri Aleksander Romanov.  I bought him at the Randolph Street Market on Sunday.  A few friends and I went to brunch and then wandered over to the market for some vintage shopping.  

To Randy’s dismay, I fell in love with this piece immediately and he couldn’t talk me out of buying it.  The nicest thing he could bring himself to say about it was that he loves that I love it. For some reason that grudging statement that makes me laugh. 

In the end, Randy was a great sport about my newest acquisition.  He even carried it from the market to the pub where we ate dinner. On our walk there, he made up stories about the artwork which had all of us in fits of laughter.  At first we just called the cat Oscar because he looks so grumpy, but then we decided that if someone had their cat’s likeness etched in marble, he was probably a very important cat from a very important family and would definitely have more than one name – so we called him Solomon Ferguson Firestone.  Then for some reason that I can’t remember, we thought he was Russian so we finally settled on Dimitri Aleksander Romanov.  

We of course had to set the picture up at the end of table during dinner.  I’m happy to report that Dimitri garnered quite a bit of attention. We had several women (presumably fellow cat ladies) come over to our table to admire him.  One even tried to buy it from me for considerably more than I paid for it, but no way was I going to let go of my prized artwork.  

So now, like those featured on Apartment Therapy, I am the proud owner of ugly art, and I adore it.  He hangs in my entryway where I can say good bye to him along with Rose and Elliot when I leave for work and greet him as I do the others when I get home. This ugly piece of art will forever remind me of a wonderfully gloomy Sunday when my friends and I drank a little too much at brunch, wandered around an outdoor market looking at old stuff and laughing all afternoon.  And that is what makes this ugly art beautiful to me.  

Outtakes

I take A LOT of pictures of my cats because, well, they’re really freakin’ cute and they’re available. Sort of. They don’t sit still for very long. You’d think that for as many pictures as I take of them, I’d be better at it. For every decent picture I take, there are about 30 terrible ones. But every once in awhile one of the terrible pictures ends up being kinda funny and I use it in my texts the way normal people use emojis.

I sent the following outtake from one of Rose’s photoshoots to my friend this afternoon. I was complaining to her about a secretary who tried to pawn off her work to me because “she didn’t want to think.” If the below picture doesn’t scream eye roll and “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” then I don’t know what does.

No Susan, I WON’T do your work.

Impatient or excited about something?

ARE WE THERE YET???

Going to an epic party or party too much the night before?

Let’s partaaaaaaaaay!

To be fair, that last one wasn’t really an outtake. I took it to show everyone how naughty mischievous Rose can be. But I think it works.

If you want to see cute (i.e., non-yawning) pictures of Rose and Elliot, check out their Instagram page @elliotandrose.

IS IT FRIDAY YET???