Around The Corner, Chasing Banks
The Loop: a breeding ground for the glorified piggy banks.
I decided to weave in an out on the Jackson Blvd and Adams stretch in the loop to map the big bank companies. This is the most objective point of view I could record.
And this is my attempt at recording all the banks I have seen . I walked the red lines and the first part of the green. All the banks recorded are represent as the dark dots on the map and they are labeled with my horrible hand writing as I walked.
This is the first bank I saw since I got off the Quincy brown line. After that I forgot to document all the other banks. First of all, there was a lot on every corner I turned.
I’ve decided to analyze this mapping and final walking project in context of the “American Dream” and how it has kept its essence of producing money, but instead of a white picket fence in the suburbs people want to live and spend their time in the city where the action typically is.
People tell themselves money can’t buy happiness. How can they preach that when in reality there are so many large, conveniently placed, banks and ATMs carefully structured in the heart of the city? A city like this would obviously offer plentiful bank options in all locations, but it becomes interesting and provokes thought when those locations are mostly placed on the corner of well known areas.
I believe that the modern idea of the “American Dream” persists in financial stability. The only constant of this lifestyle is money. American society finds new and different ways to sleep, eat, wear clothing, and work. However, what doesn’t change is how important the need for money and financial stability is. The production and competition of banks is a growing practice; Most of the banks on theses corners face a competitor across the street on the other corner.
America finds ways to capitalize on everything we define as a “necessity”.
And now for some completely unrelated content!
In lieu of the bank action/money convenience I have unfortunately forgotten to document through photographs, I gathered some goodies I bought along the way.
I stumbled upon the Central Camera Company. A heaven for photographers. It was squeezed in between a vegetarian convenience store and an Italian beef restaurant.
There was this kitchsy music shop in front of the Chicago Symphony Center with unique, ornamental gifts about classical music. I gravitated towards this music box section which had a big selection of The Beatles music box products and a bunch of classical composers. I bought the La Vie en Rose because it’s my best friend’s favorite song.