We have a marvelous public radio station. In something new for them, they organized a downtown photo walk yesterday, starting in a central plaza and ending in a peaceful garden in the park north of the Arch. It was cosponsored by a local arts organization called Loutopia. Thirty or forty people came. We split into groups, talking about and recording our urban core and its history, emphasizing what unites and devides us. More ot come.
Curtain call at the last production of Opera Theatre of St. Louis' season, Andre Previn's interpretation of A Streetcar Named Desire. It was stunning, a story by itself tight to the breaking point intensified by perfectly matched music. Stella!
A big sinkhole developed on the north edge of downtown about a week ago. A break in a large water main caused extensive subsidence. It's right under a major elevated highway that has been closed since. I wanted some pictures but so many streets were closed I couldn't get close. Looking around, I saw the iconic giant bottle of a local soft drink company. It used to rotate. That's a casino in the left background.
Finished with the Circus Flora images so back on the street. This is a puzzle. It stands beside a nondescript, one-story commercial building. It has the name of some random company with no other information. The sign is clean and well-maintained. Maybe it's from a previous occupant. I don't mind a smile as I drive down a busy street.
A couple of final pictures from Circus Flora (which closes this weekend for locals who haven't been). Carlos Carballlo, the Number 1 guy on the Wheel Of Death, jumps rope at the top of the arc. Then he puts on a black hood and keeps walking over the rotating drum. Beyond my understanding, but that's what makes Circus Flora so much fun.
I had my lumbar nerve root ablation on Monday and things are getting better. It takes some awhile to see the results but it's time to get back on the street.
