Thursday after work, Ian and I met up with his dad and his wife at Maggiano’s for a seriously tasty dinner, and then piled in the car and drove down the road to Chihuly Nights at Cheekwood.
It was awesome.
I really don’t know what else to say: The glass installations were beautiful. I’m kind of a glass-whore already, and this exhibit didn’t disappoint. I would imagine seeing it at night made it even more awe-inspiring, despite the spotlight-crazy curator at Cheekwood who apparently thought it would be better to point the blinding spotlights right through the glass up into the patrons’ eyes instead of positioning them at the bottom of each glass piece and shining the light up through the structures.
But what do I know.
They’ve extended the event another week, so if you haven’t gone to see it yet and want to you’ve got another week. Otherwise, you can go look at my photos of our trip there.














