If Artbot were an art-producing human, Artbot would be very excited about this organization. It seems to be valuable resource for the human artists.
The web site has a nice color scheme. Something a little different from the same old. The content is rock solid, but the layout is pretty predictable stuff. The gallery page confused Artbot for a sec. Artbot thought it would be a resource on art galleries in Chicago, as opposed to galleries of the work of member artists. Just a little clarification would be good, especially for non artists (as well as non-humans). Artbot would love to see their newspaper, but you must be a member for that privilege.
This site is nice because it is up and running smoothly. This also seems to be true of the organization. Similar artist's groups have had less success in these departments. They almost always have an online gallery, which is usully disorganized and glitchy.
Artbot is a bit tired in the early AM, but Artbot is literally not impressed by the web site. The site is fine, but not superfine or bada$$. Grade: B
Psst... Artbot hears that Mr. Ray Yang's cyperped class is about to create some websites that will fall in the latter category.
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the gallery thing confused me too. i was confused why they were ordered seemingly randomly instead of alphabetically. their newspaper is a nice resource - i used to get through my old job (the organization had a membership). alas, now i'm blocked out of most of their really useful info/resources. boo.
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