On my birthday back in December Dick promised me a day trip to Chicago and the Art Institute. I wanted to see the new modern wing, and to revisit some "old friends." We drove to Harvard, Illinois, about a half hour from here, and took the Metra line to downtown Chicago. The trip is a hundred miles, and takes a couple hours. It was a nice day, clear, weather in the 40s, so we walked to Michigan Avenue, and got in for free, since the museum had a promotion of every day in February free admission.
It is OK to take photos in the museum as long as no flash is used, so I took all sort of pictures of sculptures, and have only now gotten around to using them to add in my little watercolor sketchbook. I want to do some more, but I'm not sure I'll have time before our trip to Italy, and after that I bet I'll want to work on other sketches.
Anyway, we explored all day, taking an hour off for lunch at a nearby Italian restaurant, and then returning to see how much more we could see. I adore the Art Institute, but it is so huge that I feel bad about how little time I end up really looking at the paintings and sculpture. By the time we walked back to the train station I was footsore and weary to the bone. Good practice for Italy.