Pete and I were in Sandwich, Illinois in October. We witnessed what appeared to be some kind of ritual. Large groups of celebrants moved around an arena in coordinated patterns, forming mysterious symbols. Each tribe was clad in its own unique style of traditional clothing. Some of the participants played musical instruments, while others waved ceremonial flags in coordination with the music. The tribe leaders stood in front on elevated platforms and waved their hands in the air. Our favorite tribe was this purple one.
The collaborative sculpture pictured below is completely unrelated to the previous photo. Visitors to an ordinary office cubicle could add something to the piece if they felt inspired, using a pile of report binders as their medium. Some boldly dared to accentuate the piece with binder clips and stickers. The sculpture's destruction shortly after this photo shoot was a great loss to Chicago's art community.
2 comments:
Marching tribes bring back memories. Thanks for that picture. I wish I could stop in to some of those shows. Well, there's always next season.
Hahahahahaaha thats awesome man that was some fuuun stuff. i havent been on the blog in forever!!! sorry brosiphskys.
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