Butler-Tarkington
November, 2013.
10th and College Avenue
2018
Chatham Arch neighborhood
2018
October, 2003.
Master of San Baudelio de Berlanga
Indianapolis Art Museum
I grew up in the Roman Catholic Church and went to parochial schools most of my life until my junior year in college. But I’m not religious today. There was no great falling out with the church; I mostly drifted away as I entered my 20s, as many do.
As a middle-aged adult, when visiting family in the city I grew up in, I often visit the Indianapolis Museum of Art, a terrific art museum. It is now called Newfields, a name I’m still struggling with.
I just liked this mural, and several others from the twelfth century. I like the eyes particularly. They remind me in some ways of the eyes de Kooning painted – my favorite painter.
photo: September, 2008.
January 15, 2016
My dad's funeral was Thursday morning. Despite the circumstances it was nice to see so many familiar faces and family. After a series of bitter cold days, the day of the funeral was sunny and mild. After the Mass we had a small lunch then scattered. I think the siblings all wanted to do our own reflecting and catch-up. It's been a busy past few days. We regathered the next night for dinner.
Late that afternoon, I took a walk in my dad's last neighborhood. It was near to the ones I grew up in on the north side of Indianapolis. Often while visiting him from the west coast, I enjoyed the walks along this old canal.
The water had this odd milky green hue in winter's late afternoon. I turned to look back and the sun was getting ready to set. The light looked wonderful. I'm not often back here this time of year.
I didn't have my camera with me — just a phone. But I'm glad I was able to capture the image. And memory of this beautiful albeit melancholy moment.
Newfields Campus
September, 2010
Newfields Campus
September, 2010.
Holcomb Gardens, Butler University
April, 2013.
Newfields
September, 2010
Butler-Tarkington neighborhood
September, 2010
Newfields
September, 2012
September, 2012
46th and Washington Boulevard
September, 2012.
My father’s family moved into this house in 1936 when he was six or seven years old from a house a few blocks over on N. Park Avenue. He moved out sometime in the 1950s to start his own family. But my mom passed away in 1962, and soon after my dad moved back here. I was only two years old at the time, so I don’t know for certain, but I assumed he needed his mom’s help in raising two young children while he worked to support the family. It quickly became our permanent home and my grandmother moved to the small house we lived in previously.
I grew up here through 1970 when we moved and I was nearing age eleven. Externally, the house looks much the same as it did in the 1960s.
3957 North New Jersey
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