Thom posed with Magda and Joe in front of their home on Thomas Park, a neighborhood filled with young families just like them. Cups of sugar are easily borrowed.
We headed to the Seaport, a heavily re-developed area on the harbor.Joe said he'd seen Harvey Traveler here before. It's actually a parked advertisement for a travel bag company.
Okuda San Miguel created this psychedelic squirrel as part of a public art installation on Seaport Boulevard.
Here's where early Bostonians, enraged by "taxation without representation," dumped all that tea in 1773, precipitating the American revolution.
Joe had gotten us tickets for an exhibit at the Institute for Contemporary Art which would have included a ferry ride across the harbor if we'd had more time.
On our way back to the car, we passed a chalk artist and local booster.
We drove to East Boston which appears to be on the cusp of gentrification, due in no small part to the hipster art scene.
The ICA outpost is called the Water . . .
shed. Think MoMA's PS1 in New York.
Inside, Firelei Báez reimagined Haiti's Sans Souci Palace as a monumental sculpture invested with new meaning by its proximity to the Boston Harbor. It would have been difficult to understand her intent without equally large explanatory text.
The Seaport looms behind Joe, Magda & Thom.
These won't be working-class buildings for much longer.
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