Consumer Culture Cave Painting

Consumer Culture Cave Painting
  There’re the assumption we’re modern because we have computers in the palms of our hands and we blast ourselves into outer space and we perform surgery on beating hearts and we transport ourselves over the land on cushy seats befitting kings and queens. And it’s true. Our ancestors couldn’t have imagined such extraordinary feats... Read more »

Love and the Perils of Jovian Orbit - a Preface to the Presence of Madness

A Note on Syntax and Semantics In perusing these plethorific pages of Love and the Perils of Jovian Orbit, the reader may discover the another presence in the prose dosed to his or her glass-ball sockets, as like sounds commence to form patterns, even melodious shapes that tendeth to lendeth as verse phrased. The author... Read more »

Crime Scene Series #2

Crime Scene Series #2
  After thinking about CSS #1, the message I was sending was contrary to what I was feeling. It wasn’t death. It was life. I wasn’t feeling the end of something. I was feeling the beginning of something. So I’ve decided to form a narrative with the outline figure and the background. Now, I’m saying it’s... Read more »
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Crime Scene Series #1

Crime Scene Series #1
  A little more than a week ago I posted “Good Joseph,” which chronicled my rebirth as a visual artist when in the bottom of Al Capone’s pool I spontaneously painted the portrait of a former student. This was October of 2005. Before that date I’d hadn’t produced a legit painting in 20 years. So... Read more »

Missing Wendy O.

Missing Wendy O.
  Long before the theatrics of Lady Gaga there was the over-the-top operatics of Wendy O. Williams and her band The Plasmatics. The reigning and forever queen of shock rock welded punk to heavy metal with her blistering vocals and red-hot body. Her raw sexual stage performances were often nearly in the nude at a... Read more »

Missing Annie

Missing Annie
  The Deep Tour Guide has been on a deep hiatus. I haven’t posted a single blog in nearly 3 weeks. Normally, I would’ve published several in this time. I’m kind of addicted to it. I like ChicagoNow. I like being DTG. So it’s a good match and together we mate like rabbits and make... Read more »
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My Other Tribe

My Other Tribe
  Last week, in posting “Renaldi’s and the 1st Snow of the Season,” I referred to Chicagoans as my tribe. I wrote: It’s said there’s strength in numbers. Over the past year I’ve realized just how powerful a team effort can be. With the support and encouragement of my tribe I’ve had the most prolific... Read more »

Renaldi's and the 1st Snow of the Season

Renaldi's and the 1st Snow of the Season
  Exactly 1 year and 1 day ago I took this b/w photo while the first flakes of the season fell on Lakeview. I’d wandered outside from a gathering of old friends eating pizza at the bar to capture the magical event. I’d thought it prophetic of owners Frank and Georgeann to put snow decorations... Read more »

Giving Thanks - Part 4

Giving Thanks - Part 4
  Sheila became an animal. Now 45 and not 15, this was a kitten no more. The lady was a lioness with an appetite for the Serengeti. And Tanzania never saw such a striptease—because there was no tease to it. She didn’t take her clothes off. She tore them off. Then she stripped me like... Read more »
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Giving Thanks - Part 3

Giving Thanks - Part 3
  I figured she preferred her privacy. I figured she’d rather vomit without me around. So I waited for her return by continuing to eat. I poured another glass of wine and watched my selfish reflection indulge himself, and I noticed I looked like a very bad friend. Moments later, the knight-in-shining-armor thing kicked in.... Read more »