All posts filed under: Croatia

Favorite Posts of 2014

Reflecting on a wonderful 2014, I wanted to share a few of my favorite projects from the past year. Auditorium Theatre Celebrates 125 Years With Anniversary Gala And Programming After 125 years, one of Chicago’s original luminaries shines brightly as ever (with exposed light bulbs). It was a delight to learn about the Auditorium’s culturally egalitarian vision and distinctly modern design and celebrate its many lives. Homecoming I had always dreamed of visiting my father’s homeland. When I resolved to travel to Croatia on my own and seek out relatives, I was surprised to find that my family wasn’t so far away at all. Interview: The War On Drugs’ Adam Granduciel, On Being Lost in the Dream One of the most gracious artists I’ve had the pleasure of speaking with, Adam Granduciel reflected on the journey of creating his most recent album. I enjoyed peeling back the layers of a work that conveys personal transitions in a familiar Americana format. Caillebotte Uncovered: Art Institute Restoration Reveals Hidden Details The combination of artistic masterpiece and scientific sleuthing drew …

Croatian Homecoming

The badass, lo-fi, funky crew at RAD AND HUNGRY have featured my chronicle of finding family ties on my first trip to Croatia. “Just got home from Illinois, locked the front door oh boy!” CCR’s plucky number is picking up speed as we race along a midnight highway, passing two cars and then jetting around the bend. Distant lights outline the shoreline to my right while the moon gleams on the satin folds of the Adriatic. I did just get home from Chicago, to my father’s homeland of Croatia – where he himself hasn’t returned since immigrating fifty years earlier. Dad always sang this song to us as kids. Now his cousin Mirko sings it from the driver’s seat. Mirko speaks no English, but he doesn’t miss a beat singing along with John Fogerty. It’s at once surreal and satisfying to connect over music when conversation isn’t an option. This is my first visit to Croatia, and I had modest hopes of connecting with some of dad’s relatives during my time in the old country. …