Death Alley and the Iroquois Theater Fire of 1903

July 19, 2015  •  1 Comment
Entrance to Couch Place alley behind the Oriental Theater on Randolph St. In 1903, this alley was a scene of horror as audience members tried to escape a fire that swept through the old Iroquois Theater which stood on the same spot. cSteve Gubin 2015 Recently, I was listening to the Roe Conn radio show on WGN. Somehow the topic of paranormal eve...
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The Most Important Question About Publishing Your Photographs

February 25, 2015  •  Leave a Comment
Book Cover for "Chicagoland, Illusions of the Literal", available for sale at cSteve Gubin 2014 “ If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable.” -Lucius Annaeus Seneca- If there was a list ranking photographers by their efforts at shameless self-promotion, I would most likely be somewhere near the bottom of the lis...
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The Winter Streets of Chicago and the Return of Chiberia 2015

January 02, 2015  •  Leave a Comment
Books A Million, Chicago 2014 cSteve Gubin 2014 Winter arrives once more in the Midwest and the Greater Chicagoland area. Except for a brief snowstorm in November of 2014, the weather has been relatively mild. Will the Polar Vortex rear it's ugly head in 2015 and bring sub-zero temperatures and another April snowstorm? Will Chiberia return this...
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Fact, Fiction, and Feeling in Street Photography

October 25, 2014  •  Leave a Comment
Joe in the park, Des Plaines IL cSteve Gubin 2014 "...the black-and-white photograph is flat, monochromatic, motionless, contained within a frame, and descriptive only of a single point of view. In fact, the medium so radically alters the world that the photographic image may be understood to have more in common with fictional descriptions than...
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On Crowded Isolation

September 20, 2014  •  Leave a Comment
West Loop Ephemera, "Forgive Yourself", Chicago 2014 cSteve Gubin 2014 Poem beginning with a line from Santayana It is not urged against cuticles that they are not hearts which venture forth in search of toenail clippings lost. You and I seek no forgiveness for the masks we leave behind like breadcrumbs leading back to where our rootless bod...
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