Sometimes photography is not about the quality of the photo but rather about freezing a memory.
This post is about the memory. The photos I took are of substandard quality and I can give you a ton of excuses, but I wont, because that is not what this post is about.
This post is about the experience I had visiting The Thorne Rooms and one that I hope will encourage you to say:
" I have to go see this display on my own."
I decided to go visit the Art Institute in Chicago, on my most recent trip . While I had been to the Art Institute in the past (a long past) a recent photo I saw of a particular location at the Institute, intrigued me.
Therefore, it urged me to go and capture one of my own.
By the time I got into to the building and jumped through several hoops to get in (not going to bore you with the details), I had somewhat lost my enthusiasm about the whole idea of capturing this specific photo.
Hence, I moved about the building and different displays at a rather quick pace.
Until I hit The Thorne Rooms.
What an amazing display!
One that mesmerizes the viewer.
Room after room of "shadowboxes" built into the walls.
And inside those "shadowboxes"?
Intricate, miniature recreation of the interior of the 1930's homes.