An excellent time was had by all!
A photo essay in celebration of family.
Day One: On Opening Day!!
I went (with Etta, Welles, and their Mom and Dad and some friends and their children). I watched (among numerous other shrieking and burbling youngsters). And I enjoyed it!!
Day Two:
Mighty Wellesy at the bat!
Day Three: Return to the Art Institute!
First: the Arthur Rubloff Collection of Paperweights. After a lifetime of collecting, Mr. Rubloff ultimately ended up donating some twelve hundred of these to the museum:
Truman Capote called these precious objects “Some fragments of a dream.”
Etta and Welles love them, and so do I.
And now, on to the Thorne Miniature Rooms, some of which have been decorated for the holidays (but not the ones I photographed, alas):
The special exhibit featured the works of Andy Warhol:
I feel as though I’ve seen these images time and time again, so for me there were no surprises in this part of the exhibit. One thing I did learn was that Andy Warhol had considerable draftsman skills. He even illustrated some children’s books. This was early in his career.
Yes, different media were represented.
I thought Etta and Welles would get a kick out of these sixties artifacts, but instead they seemed bemused and genuinely puzzled by what they were seeing.
When we go to the Art Institute, we make it a policy to check in with our favorites:

Etta and Degas’s Little Dancer. She’s been photographed several times now with this sculpture, always making sure that her feel are correctly positioned.

Un dimanche apres-midi a L’isle de la Grande Jatte, by Georges Seurat, called ‘the Dot Painting’ by Etta

Every time I go to the Art Institute, something new enchants me. This time it was Portico with a Lantern by a follower of Canaletto, 1741-1745
We had lunch at the excellent Terzo Piano Restaurant in the Museum’s Modern Wing. Ron and Ben joined us.
A trip to the Museum Shop is always a highlight of these visits. One of the items on sale was a blue plush cat based on a Warhol drawing. You can just barely get a glimpse of it peaking out of the top of Welles’s shopping bag.
Once in the store, he’d fallen instantly in love with this fluffy feline! It is now safely ensconced in his bedroom and named Cutie Pie.
That afternoon, Etta and Welles attended a Gingerbread House workshop and returned home triumphantly carrying these:
starrmark said,
December 2, 2019 at 3:25 pm
Roberta,What a wonderful visit! You should post the various photos of Etta with the Degas. She is growing up so quickly. See you in the new year!Beth
Rose J. said,
December 2, 2019 at 7:18 pm
Looks like a very nice outting in Chicago. The kids look so big now. Great you could all be together.