Chicago prides itself on the grid-pattern of its streets, but the patterns of city planning have very little to do with the nature of cities in and of themselves. No matter how ordered a city’s streets may be, the city itself, will always be a jumble. It is this jumble that has drawn a diverse range of writers with some of my favorites among them. Samuel R. Delany has occupied himself with cities, as have Italo Calvino and Nelson Algren. Jonathan Lethem and Aleksandar Hemon have added their names to the long and venerable list of city authors: Algren and Hemon have immortalized Chicago in colorfully-urban ways. Each of the writers I’ve named here (and more that I haven’t) have all captured the singular essence of all cities: the street-defying jumble that is urban life. As I explored an area of Chicago just to the west of my place of employment, I encountered an unexpected jumble. It struck me as something Saul Bass might have represented in bold, styled graphics, while reeling through the depths of absinth-intoxication. When I unloaded images from my cameras, I felt the urge to pay homage to Saul Bass, countless city-immortallizing authors, and…well…something akin to absinth-intoxication, only without the absinth or intoxication. The jumble is there, and somewhere beneath the spastic strobe of neon and traffic-lights, the noise, and the flow of anonymous faces, there is order... As with other "overlay" images, this is derived from 6 layers of Chicago. All 6 layers of the city were photographed over a period of 2 days, and as always, thank you for viewing, reading, and commenting. I hope you're all having a great week(end).