My brother tried out his new crash pad on a massive stone retaining wall at the James J. Hill House in St. Paul, Minn. For an iconic landmark, there is not much foot traffic to worry about and the spot we found was nicely hidden from the road. I think this will be a good season for climbing; I’m making it a priority.
Katie Parish and I tried to counteract the sluggish feeling that comes with living in Minnesota in January by going for a morning hike. An internet search recommended some trails at Fort Snelling State Park but they turned out to be so flat and boring we didn’t even take any photos. As a plan B we drove to another part of the Mississippi where we had seen footpaths leading toward the riverbank. These couple are from a hike in St. Paul between W Dayton Ave and W Goodrich Ave. Much more scenic, challenging, fun, photogenic, etc., etc.
Emily Carroll invited me to dinner with her father and step-mother in St. Paul. The food was so good I forgot to take any photos until it was gone. Spinach salad with avocados and pomegranate seeds; purple fingerling potatoes and steak; fresh-baked, homemade chocolate chip cookies.
My friend Anna Chambers-Goldberg poses in her attic studio in St. Paul last week. Her clothes that day exactly fit the weather/mood–colors, textures, fabrics… so she let me grab a portrait by the window. I liked the space, too, because the unfinished walls and rough floors invite you to create the decoration, drawing out art, energy, life.
First day of the St. Paul Winter Carnival ice sculpture contest. My favorite was “Survival,” which included this eagle with spread wings. Because the ice-art is displayed outdoors in Rice Park, security must be maintained 24-7. I talked with one guard (below) who told me his shift was 6pm-6am. This was his first night, he said, as last year they used a different company whose employees fell asleep on the job, enabling vandals to destroy several of the sculptures.