Detroit's train station

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If you are not a Detroiter, you might wonder why our train station looks like Swiss cheese.   I can’t really answer that, except to say it was closed in 1988, and the grand old dame has fallen on very hard times.

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She was a beauty, I remember going there with my folks when I was a kid to pick up Grandma and Grandpa.

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It is heartbreaking that no one could ever find another use for her.

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As beautiful as her details still are, I suspect she is beyond the point of anyone being able to afford to restore her.

save the depot

The “save the depot?” graffiti was written back when she might have been savable.

tiger stadium
At least she’s still there.   This was Tiger Stadium.   Welcome to Detroit.

Where I stood, while others ran…

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On the bricks of old Michigan Avenue, in Detroit, the Corktown 5K race was today!   Mark and I were there as spectators and supporters, though we never found the friends we came to support.   I had no idea so many people turned out for this run!

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Kajillions of mostly green clad folks passed us by.

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Some of them were kind of odd.

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Green hair.

hat runners

Odd hats.

rainbow runners

A rainbow race.

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People really decked themselves out for the run.

wolf runner

Even a wolfman made the run.

Our friends Molly and Patrick say they finished the run, I don’t know if I believe them.   I know they can run that far, I know they have been running, but here is the thing.   I can’t see either of them running passed that many bars, and Slow’s bar-b-que, without, well, getting sidetracked.     Congratulations to all who made it!

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

Noel Night

Saturday Mark and I took a bunch of friends to Noel Night. This is a celebration at midtown Detroit’s cultural center, where they close Woodward off between the art museum and the public library. There are many performances and sales going on throughout the area. We started at the Detroit Artists Market, where you will always find funky and odd art. We moved on to a wonderful artisan bakery called Avalon, and next door at the Flo Boutique we watched our friend Julie Beutel sing. Julie is amazing, last year she packed the large gallery at the Scarab Club, why they put her in this dinky boutique I don’t understand. We hopped a shuttle bus and stopped and watched the Cass Tech marching band for a bit. They couldn’t play much, it was too freakin’ cold!

It was snowing like mad by then, with promises of sleet and ice. We moved on to the library. We have a beautiful library downtown. I got a picture of one of the ceilings.

There were bell ringers, and a bluesman on a sax, and too much stuff for children. Then to my beautiful Detroit Institute of Arts, where I managed to tick most everyone off. I love this institute, and the last time I was there the contemporary exhibits were not yet open. I needed to see them, and pretty much ran through the galleries with my main bud Julia, who for the most part managed to keep pace with me. There were a few pieces I needed to see, it has been so long, one in particular was our Louise Nevelson. Here is the bad news, it’s not on display, and no one could tell me why. The guide figured it was either in storage or out on loan. I don’t mind so much if it is out on loan, everyone should see it! But if it’s in storage, can’t they just store it in one of the galleries? This is heartbreaking. It’s called Homage to the World, and you cannot get a sense of it’s scale or beauty from the link I’ve attached. I am sorry for leaving you in the dust, Lynn, but I needed to see it, and it wasn’t there. I did find many beautiful pieces that are new, I did have a wonderful time, but I do miss our Nevelson!

We ended the night at the fantastic Scarab Club, a beautiful old building. They opened up the studios on the top floor so you can see how the artists work. A great night and a lot of fun!

More Pictures from the DIA

Where I stood…..

One of the medalions in the floor of the great hall, mom has the tan shoe, Julia, black with pink laces, Jane, black, and me with the piano shoe.

The front of my beloved museum

1620 cabinet with “pietre dure” panels (inlaid stone)

Fra Angelico “Annunciatory Angel” 1450-1455

Maurice Denis “La Depeche do Toulouse” 1892

James McNeill Whistler “The Falling Rocket” 1874

Jane and I would have loved this piece even if it wasn’t a container for chocolate, in the American Indian display.

Welcome Back, DIA!

So far it’s been a great weekend. Friday night Mark and I went to the Trinity House and saw Peter Case. Peter was in a very bluesy mood, and the Trinity House is a wonderful, small venue in an old church, complete with a graveyard. I love seeing music there, and Peter Case was great.

Last night our friend Greg dragged us out to Robustos on the east side to see his friend Pricilla Price sing the blues. She was backed by the Delta Five. The woman’s got pipes, and she really showed them off . Her second set was amazing, I loved her cover of “Fever”. Pricilla is getting married soon, after dating the same man for 21 years, and she was happy as can be. She told us she’s going to sing “At Last” at her wedding, how do I get an invitation? Whenever Greg gives you a music recommendation, take it, he is never worng!

The highlight of the weekend was something I’ve been waiting for for a long time. The Detroit Art Institute is finally reopening, and I went to the members preview with Julia, Jane, Don and mom yesterday. WOW! Seeing a lot of the artwork is like reconnecting with old friends. The place is huge, fresh, and beautiful! I took some pictures, and bought some postcards, I’ll share a few with you today and more tomorrow.

The great hall, full of sparkle!


Rodin’s the Thinker is back where he belongs.

A fuzzy Jane and Leann in front of a fuzzy Rothko, probably my favorite piece in the Institute.

Probably Jane’s favorite piece, “Composition for Clarinets and Tin Horn” by Ben Shahn. This is tempera, so it isn’t on display very often, it was wonderful to see it again.

Of course, we get to visit the Diego Rivera frescoes again.

Dia de Los Muertos

Yesterday I went on a dia de los muertos or day of the dead walking tour with Julia and Lynn. We started at the Mexicantown Mercado, went on through Mexican town to have margaritas with lunch, see offerendas at St. Anne church, buy cheap, warm tortillas at the tortilla factory, checked out vendors at the Plaza del Sol International Center, and generally have a wonderful time. At the GM gallery in the Mercado we got to visit with Hector Perez, and artist working in the Mexican tradition. He was truly a fountain of knowledge. I was especially impressed with his linoleum prints. Here are some photographs from our day.

A chicken perches in one of the offerendas.

Two sugar skulls.

A cross hangs above an offerenda.

Another offerenda.

The logo from the Honey Bee grocery.

Lynn and Julia.

Lynn has asked me to join her in her Sunday “Where I Stand” posts. These are my feet checking out a bit of graffiti that I find amusing.

Yesterday was a wonderful day. This morning I did a healing/empowering ritual for a friend in need, I hope it helps him.