“We Lost Our Lease” is emblazoned across the storefront of one of my favorite thrift stores. As I pass it on my way to The Den to see Isaac Gomez’s THE DISPLACED I can’t help but relive my experiences there. This is – or was – a pre-hipster thrift store: where the prices were determined by who was on the counter that day, rummaging was required, and mysterious smells rose out of boxes only accessible by parkour. Its windows now masked in papers advertising percentages off, the sun-worn name is the wrong kind of vintage in juxtaposition to the new storefronts with shiny signage and logos in primary retro colors. The store’s closure may be an unhappy accident but it also serves as potent proof of the relevancy of gentrification that THE DISPLACED addresses.
(left to right) Laura Degrenia and Pavi Proczko. Photo by Evan Hanover. By Alyssa Dyksterhouse Whether Chicagoans are aware of it or not Daniel Burnham impacts our lives daily. Our iconic Ferris Wheel at Navy Pier. Thank Daniel Burnham. No trucks on Lakeshore Drive. Thank Daniel Burnham. Your Uber getting...
BULL IN A CHINA SHOP reminds us that loving unapologetically and living one’s truth is, in itself, a revolutionary act. It deserves your attention.
Misplace yourself at the Goodman for “Father Comes Home From The Wars Parts 1, 2 & 3,” the most enjoyable history lesson on stage since Hamilton.
Perhaps wanting revolutionary change is wanting too much. Perhaps we should find peace in mediocrity; solace in small gains. Perhaps documenting and witnessing and retelling the past is easier than changing our present or hoping for a better future.