Me and my camera being a tourist in someone else’s town, my city break, my chicago…
This is taken from the underside of Anish Kapoor’s “Bean” – a truly mesmerising giant piece of interactive art stunning from every conceivable angle.
My inner Blues Brother fanboy seriously spun out standing underneath the statue where their car collapsed at the end of the movie.
The view from the top of the John Hancock Centre. Water as far as the eye can see seriously disrupts your notion you are landlocked in the centre of America.
These two stood facing each other on different sides of the same road below the John Hancock Centre. I spoke to the guy who said he came here because she was there first and that he would be there as long as she was there…which was every day. They had never spoken.
It seemed to have escaped him, or her, that all they had managed to do was perfectly mirror a political stalemate in microcosm. If these two were happy to spend every day sneering at each other rather than talk it through what possible chance was there for peace talks? Maybe they should have taken a trip to the top and had a look at the view. It might have given them some perspective.