The end of February in Chicago is always bleak. The dark, cold, and windy cityscape makes even the bravest midwesterners tucker into their homes for the season. In my travels from the northside to West Town, I push myself against the wind in search of sanctuary. I’m welcomed into Monique Meloche by the burning of incense and the ethereal ambience of the musician MIZU. The white walls and minimalist structure of the gallery give poly-disciplinary artist Antonius-Tín Bui a blank canvas to create their own sanctuary for the gallery’s visitors.
