I saw in through a window at the leather tannery. It smells foul over there, due to all the leather drying.
I saw a spooky butler statue:
And then a wooden Indian statue:
I went up into the Flat Iron building in Wicker Park and ran into one of the artists up there. We spoke at length about all sorts of things. He's had a studio there for years, and though I've seen him around a lot, we've never really talked before. He does abstract work, in the past on canvas, but lately on paper. He was very excited about his new work - he is happier with the way the paint bleeds into the paper.
Then I went back out into the rain and walked some more.
Now I'm at home and the rain is coming down heavier. I'm glad to be inside. I will light candles and paint and eat peaches.