Well, this should be fun. I’ve never blogged before, but I’ve certainly done my share of blabbing, so how hard can it be? In conjunction with our new arts blogging leader, Libbey Paul, I hope to add a voice to the discussion about all things artful. I don’t see Oak Park as my sandbox, however. My take is – absolutely NO boundaries – not in time, geography or technique. The way I see that big “O” in OP-art is like a rusty old wagon wheel. Oak Park kind of sits on the hub and the spokes go in every direction, connecting to a big circle. The circle of life, the circle of place, the circle of time. So, why is the wagon wheel so old? Because I am, and so is Oak Park and so is Art.
Back in the last century, I wrote a column for the Wednesday Journal called VOYEUR. It evolved from the realization that whenever I attended any kind of performance anywhere in the country, from punk to theater to ballet, I found myself squinting up at a stage and recognizing someone I knew from Oak Park. That’s how I see this blog, as almost an extension of that early column. I love the way the past and present tie together, the way art, in all of its forms weaves its way through communities and through generations. Hopefully I can alert you to some event you might not have heard about and convince you that it might be worth your time. And maybe I can give you some interesting historical context along the way. And also, hopefully, you’ll go, you’ll love it or hate it and you’ll tell me so.
Blogs are fun, sometimes, but not if we’re just listening to ourselves talk. They’re really fun when we hear from you. When you agree or disagree and especially when you introduce us to something we don’t know about.
So here we go —- lead on Lib.