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Happy Birthday Karen Bair! Always up for an adventure, an impromptu birthday party at the @edithfarnsworthhouse was the perfect start to another year of being simply the best. 😘🫶

Please join us on Sunday, April 19, 1pm for Housing Futures, the closing event of Breakthrough @thenphm. Architect Kelly Bair (@central_standard_), planner April Jackson (@aljtheplanner), lawyer Allison Bethel (@justice4uandme), and myself will talk about our prototype and what’s next for the Housing Futures Initiative. The discussion will be moderated by museum director Lisa Lee (@lisayunlee). This will also be your last chance to see the exhibit.

Please join us on Sunday, April 19, 1pm for Housing Futures, the closing event of Breakthrough @thenphm. Architect Kelly Bair (@central_standard_), planner April Jackson (@aljtheplanner), lawyer Allison Bethel (@justice4uandme), and myself will talk about our prototype and what’s next for the Housing Futures Initiative. The discussion will be moderated by museum director Lisa Lee (@lisayunlee). This will also be your last chance to see the exhibit.

Please join us on Sunday, April 19, 1pm for Housing Futures, the closing event of Breakthrough @thenphm. Architect Kelly Bair (@central_standard_), planner April Jackson (@aljtheplanner), lawyer Allison Bethel (@justice4uandme), and myself will talk about our prototype and what’s next for the Housing Futures Initiative. The discussion will be moderated by museum director Lisa Lee (@lisayunlee). This will also be your last chance to see the exhibit.

Please join us on Sunday, April 19, 1pm for Housing Futures, the closing event of Breakthrough @thenphm. Architect Kelly Bair (@central_standard_), planner April Jackson (@aljtheplanner), lawyer Allison Bethel (@justice4uandme), and myself will talk about our prototype and what’s next for the Housing Futures Initiative. The discussion will be moderated by museum director Lisa Lee (@lisayunlee). This will also be your last chance to see the exhibit.

Please join us on Sunday, April 19, 1pm for Housing Futures, the closing event of Breakthrough @thenphm. Architect Kelly Bair (@central_standard_), planner April Jackson (@aljtheplanner), lawyer Allison Bethel (@justice4uandme), and myself will talk about our prototype and what’s next for the Housing Futures Initiative. The discussion will be moderated by museum director Lisa Lee (@lisayunlee). This will also be your last chance to see the exhibit.

LAST CHANCE — join us for a closing conversation on the final day of “BREAKTHROUGH: Housing Futures.” The interdisciplinary team from the Housing Futures Initiative — curator and designer @eisenschmidt_a, designer @central_standard_, lawyer @justice4uandme and planner @aljtheplanner — will share a housing scheme that reevaluates the design, manufacturing, zoning, and legal frameworks of urban dwelling. Held inside of “BREAKTHROUGH,” the conversation responds to and expands on the lessons of the historic HUD program known as Operation Breakthrough.

📍
Sunday, April 19, 2026
1–2:30 pm
National Public Housing Museum
919 S. Ada Street
Chicago, Illinois 60607

LAST CHANCE — join us for a closing conversation on the final day of “BREAKTHROUGH: Housing Futures.” The interdisciplinary team from the Housing Futures Initiative — curator and designer @eisenschmidt_a, designer @central_standard_, lawyer @justice4uandme and planner @aljtheplanner — will share a housing scheme that reevaluates the design, manufacturing, zoning, and legal frameworks of urban dwelling. Held inside of “BREAKTHROUGH,” the conversation responds to and expands on the lessons of the historic HUD program known as Operation Breakthrough.

📍
Sunday, April 19, 2026
1–2:30 pm
National Public Housing Museum
919 S. Ada Street
Chicago, Illinois 60607

LAST CHANCE — join us for a closing conversation on the final day of “BREAKTHROUGH: Housing Futures.” The interdisciplinary team from the Housing Futures Initiative — curator and designer @eisenschmidt_a, designer @central_standard_, lawyer @justice4uandme and planner @aljtheplanner — will share a housing scheme that reevaluates the design, manufacturing, zoning, and legal frameworks of urban dwelling. Held inside of “BREAKTHROUGH,” the conversation responds to and expands on the lessons of the historic HUD program known as Operation Breakthrough.

📍
Sunday, April 19, 2026
1–2:30 pm
National Public Housing Museum
919 S. Ada Street
Chicago, Illinois 60607

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

“I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.” Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

The past few years, I started to include a slide of my dad in the introduction to lectures I’d give about my work. I’d talk to hundreds of people who had never met him, about how he introduced me to the act of making. Growing up running around his manufacturing plant in Detroit was where he shared scraps of wisdom about how to build machines (literally from scraps) to make things (building materials) that didn’t yet exist in the world or to improve the ones that did.

When I talked to people who did know him, it wasn’t about his life’s work but rather about the joy he exuded. He had an easy way about him despite his urge to care for everyone. He called me his “favorite daughter” and while I was his only daughter, he figuratively fathered so many people when they needed it most. His role as “Papa” to his grandkids was his greatest act of love. He played the part so well and I see his best traits carried on in them.

The final scrap of wisdom he shared, unknowingly with me in this past week, is that the sign of a life well lived is to be surrounded by your family at the end, shedding equal parts tears of laughter as of sadness.

Thank you to all the friends and family who helped keep the sky up when it felt like it was falling this past week. It seemed he was still orchestrating our care even though it was him that needed us. In the wake of his passing many others have asked what they can do. Be Bob Bair: go out and do something kind for someone and do it with a huge grin on your face.

Rest easy Bob Bair. I hope there’s an airport over there.

Your Favorite Daughter

Robert Allen Bair, 06.11.50 – 02.19.26*

*Umberto Eco also passed away on 02.19

A disco ball personified, we’ve been lucky to spend the last decade spinning around his sparkling orbit. Happy 10th Birthday to our homemade dynamite (currently #1 on his playlist).

(A couple days late because it takes a minute to recover from Quinn-level parties)

#tenyearsold #discoballbybrucegoff

Went to check out @new_affiliates exhibition design (congrats @ivi_ivi &@jafferkolb !), stayed to draw on the walls.

Owen: “I’ve waited my whole life to draw on the walls of a museum” :)

#mcachicago

Went to check out @new_affiliates exhibition design (congrats @ivi_ivi &@jafferkolb !), stayed to draw on the walls.

Owen: “I’ve waited my whole life to draw on the walls of a museum” :)

#mcachicago

Went to check out @new_affiliates exhibition design (congrats @ivi_ivi &@jafferkolb !), stayed to draw on the walls.

Owen: “I’ve waited my whole life to draw on the walls of a museum” :)

#mcachicago

Went to check out @new_affiliates exhibition design (congrats @ivi_ivi &@jafferkolb !), stayed to draw on the walls.

Owen: “I’ve waited my whole life to draw on the walls of a museum” :)

#mcachicago

Went to check out @new_affiliates exhibition design (congrats @ivi_ivi &@jafferkolb !), stayed to draw on the walls.

Owen: “I’ve waited my whole life to draw on the walls of a museum” :)

#mcachicago

Little Switzerland, big storm #thanksgivingweekend

Little Switzerland, big storm #thanksgivingweekend

Little Switzerland, big storm #thanksgivingweekend

Halloween 2025

Three Cleveland doors (Rafael, Farshid and Frank)

Three Cleveland doors (Rafael, Farshid and Frank)

Three Cleveland doors (Rafael, Farshid and Frank)

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

long time listener, first time caller #neworleans

1-3: Netch @ home (Clark-Netch Home, 1974)

4-5: Netch @uicsoa (Art+Architecture Building, 1968) photographs by @studionahokubota curated by @jaynekelley)

1-3: Netch @ home (Clark-Netch Home, 1974)

4-5: Netch @uicsoa (Art+Architecture Building, 1968) photographs by @studionahokubota curated by @jaynekelley)

1-3: Netch @ home (Clark-Netch Home, 1974)

4-5: Netch @uicsoa (Art+Architecture Building, 1968) photographs by @studionahokubota curated by @jaynekelley)

1-3: Netch @ home (Clark-Netch Home, 1974)

4-5: Netch @uicsoa (Art+Architecture Building, 1968) photographs by @studionahokubota curated by @jaynekelley)

1-3: Netch @ home (Clark-Netch Home, 1974)

4-5: Netch @uicsoa (Art+Architecture Building, 1968) photographs by @studionahokubota curated by @jaynekelley)

Happy Birthday Owen 🫶 #12

Happy Birthday Owen 🫶 #12

Happy Birthday Owen 🫶 #12

Happy Birthday Owen 🫶 #12

Happy Birthday Owen 🫶 #12