I love this bridge. Built for rail in 1883, Stone Arch Bridge crosses the Mississippi then curves through the Mill District into downtown Minneapolis. When I traverse it on bike or foot, I think of immigrants arriving from the East being welcomed by this scene before starting a new life in Minneapolis or points beyond.… Continue reading Scenes from a Bridge
Month: July 2017
Journey to the House of Balls
White paint traced the black lines of the graffiti letters on the concrete of a freeway overpass spanning the Cedar Lake Trail: a failed cover-up. I imagined a subversive city worker performing the cleanup: “F*** you Mitch McConnell” was still visible, white on gray. “Images hiding in plain sight” was my theme for the day. I… Continue reading Journey to the House of Balls
You Can’t Always Get What You Want
On Monday morning I cycled with my partner, Dwight, on his commute to work. He took the turnoff for work, I continued on to the town of Excelsior on Lake Minnetonka, 18 miles west of our home On Excelsior’s main drag, I noticed the yellow tile shown in the photograph at the top of this… Continue reading You Can’t Always Get What You Want