Wednesday, October 29, 2008
In which I reflect
I'm back from Chicago with a suitcase of laundry, a new handbag, and for the first time, visual records of the place that has come to mean so much to me. If I'm counting correctly, this visit was my eighth time attending CIROBE, the Chicago International Remainder and Overstock Book Exhibition.
Over the years I've become quite attached to the city, most particularly the park across from the Hilton, where I sometimes run; the Art Institute, which houses Caillebotte's Paris Street, Rainy Day; and the lakeshore in general, so superior to the same area of Toronto.
More than the city, though, it's the people. I am privileged to work with people so intelligent, friendly and well-read. Between this group and the people of VP, I've been in exalted company lately, and I have come away both humbled and encouraged.
You, my friends, colleagues and mentors: each of you is something I aspire to be, and I am honoured to have so many of you in my life.