Clara Kirk’s West Englewood United Organization had begun with two feet firmly planted in the community, and maintained a good reputation across Chicago. Yet the very force that propelled the organization from its founding—its neighborhood spirit—may have been its downfall.
Rabbi Capers C. Funnye, leader of the Beth Shalom B’nai Zaken Ethiopian Hebrew Congregation, shapes a faith.
If searching for encased meats along the streets that made Upton Sinclair famous for “The Jungle” seems counterintuitive, I don’t care. They taste too good.
The Home Theater Festival, which has just wrapped up its inaugural year in Chicago, consists of a two-week long series of gatherings in which a variety of art, music, and dance performances are staged in homes throughout the city.
“The Misanthrope” kicks off a Molière Festival at Court Theatre.
Measured self-effacement has become a sort of unwritten code for writers of a certain prominence, and Jeffrey Eugenides—bestseller, Pulitzer winner, and Oprah’s Book Club inductee—seems to have gotten the memo.
The Fifth House Ensemble pairs music with film at a Washington Park performance.
Thomas Wolfe mixes more than media. His collages conflate preying birds and preening beauties, substitute blossoms for bullet-broken plywood, and suggest something strangely glandular in irises and bull’s-eyes.
Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s diminutive stature was dwarfed by the marshals that surrounded her as she made her way down the main aisle of the University of Chicago Law School auditorium Saturday afternoon.
