This float has one of the most storied secret histories of any piece of public art in Minneapolis.
As with any heavy concentration of subcultures, the Lake Street automotive world brings with it a visual language all of its own.
If you need to know where every public stairway in the area is located, you can just spend a little time on online runners’ forums.
Minneapolis’ terrain is pretty flat, but there are a few public stairways — notably those leading down to the Mississippi River.
One of the most pleasant drives around, it was built in the earliest days of the automobile, just when that mode of transit was beginning to transform the city.
St. Mary’s was established in 1873 by the Church of Immaculate Conception (later the Basillica), and Temple Israel three years later by the Shaarai Tov congregation.
Within a one block radius around 4th Street and 14th Avenue, I found no fewer than four public markers commemorating aspects of the neighborhood’s history.
Despite the short length of the street, I wondered if I would find any sign of the grandiosity the name suggests.
The best surfaces for skating are also the ugliest, most unglamorous parts of the postwar city: parking lots, concrete embankments, garages, ugly brutalist plazas, benches, stairways.
I thought this week we’d look at three short films, all shot on 8mm or 16mm film around Minneapolis and now available for free on the Internet.
I am happy to report that I was not kicked out of the University Club, despite the fact that 1) I am not a member and 2) I went in on a Monday, when the club is closed.
Not a close cousin. Maybe a more distant cousin that shares a vague physical resemblance, but that had a much different upbringing than you and your siblings.
“NRTHFLD: Nirthfolde Visitors’ Bureau” is a show created by David Lefkowitz and musician/designer Doug Bratland, running at the Northfield Artists’ Guild.
Government partnered with private developers to create an appealing pedestrian gateway from Loring Park to downtown.
When my Philadelphia friends asked if there were murals in the cities, my response was to gush about the glut of alley murals, painted on detached garages throughout Minneapolis and St. Paul.
Start out at Donny Dirk’s Zombie Den on 2nd Street North and you’ll find everything from an alternative dance studio to the world’s largest lutefisk factory.
This week, for the first time in three years, the Grant-Lombardi Trophy rests among the Vikings paraphernalia at Gerstle’s on Frankfort Avenue in Louisville, Ky.
On a recent weekend afternoon, I took a lengthy walking tour of three stations near Lake Street.
The skies can be quite clear on good nights, and the darkness and silence reward heavenly contemplation.
For this column, I am taking our usual examination of the physical and material culture around us and pointing it heavenward.