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I received an interesting email in early January, 2016 (edited):
Dear April Wayland,
I write to you regarding your poem, “Taking Violin at School”, and my request to incorporate your poem into a public art project for the Town of Cary, North Carolina. [This, Dear Readers, is when I died and went to heaven.]
I write to you regarding your poem, “Taking Violin at School”, and my request to incorporate your poem into a public art project for the Town of Cary, North Carolina. [This, Dear Readers, is when I died and went to heaven.]
In 2013 the Town
commissioned a design team to create a new streetscape for Academy Street, the Town’s
“Festival Street,” in the heart of downtown. Concerts, street fairs, and major
regional festivals are staged along this 6-block street throughout the year.
As the pubic artist on the project, I designed twelve granite benches based on dulcimers, dobros, violins, and mandolins – all instruments that found their unique American voices in the hills and mountains of the Appalachians. These benches will be cut from native stone, then carved and etched at the quarry in Mt. Airy, NC. Once completed these stone benches will be set in configurations offering opportunities for musicians to play in duet, trio, quartet, quintet, sextet and as single artists – with room for small audiences to gather around.
Into these stone benches I'm cutting text that speaks to either the specific instrument or more broadly to music and its presence. My search for the right text led me to your poem, as well as to the poetry of North Carolina native Carl Sandburg, of Mary Anne Evans writing as George Eliot, of Coleridge, of Yeats, and others. Your poem, sited along the entry to the Town’s Library and adjacent to a violin studio, resonates as a perfect fit.
As the pubic artist on the project, I designed twelve granite benches based on dulcimers, dobros, violins, and mandolins – all instruments that found their unique American voices in the hills and mountains of the Appalachians. These benches will be cut from native stone, then carved and etched at the quarry in Mt. Airy, NC. Once completed these stone benches will be set in configurations offering opportunities for musicians to play in duet, trio, quartet, quintet, sextet and as single artists – with room for small audiences to gather around.
Into these stone benches I'm cutting text that speaks to either the specific instrument or more broadly to music and its presence. My search for the right text led me to your poem, as well as to the poetry of North Carolina native Carl Sandburg, of Mary Anne Evans writing as George Eliot, of Coleridge, of Yeats, and others. Your poem, sited along the entry to the Town’s Library and adjacent to a violin studio, resonates as a perfect fit.
My best regards,
and thank you for your chosen work.
Jack Mackie
Needless to day, Jack and I became penpals.
Jack Mackie
.
There is so much to tell you about my new best friend! His commissioned artworks include the Gift, Health Sciences Learning Center, University of Wisconsin; Vessel
Fenceline, Santa Cruz California; Seats & Gavels, Scottsdale Arizona
Justice Center; Dance Steps on Broadway, Seattle; Trillium Patch, Norfolk VA
light rail station pavings: Charging Gates, Puget Sound Energy, Redmond WA: and
the Trout Lily Clock, East Lancaster Transit Center, Ft. Worth TX. Wow--what great names he gives each project!
In addition, he's developed the Public Art Plans for the
Memphis/Shelby County Central Library System; the Performing Arts Center, Mesa,
Arizona; Historic Downtown Alexandria Riverfront, Alexandria VA; Charlotte NC Area
Transit System; South Bay Area Rapid Transit, San Jose CA...and so much more--woo-woo!
And after many years of planning, Academy Street Melodies, in Cary NC is born.
I wanted you to meet him, so I've invited Jack to climb onto the porch of the TeachingAuthors tree house where I've just served him homemade lemonade...
Welcome, Jack--I'm so glad you're here. It sounds like you've created a truly beautiful streetscape. How did you come up with your design? I love sidewalks. It’s where people go to get from here to there, from home to work, from work to lunch, from work to home, from home to school, from school to home, from school or home to the art gallery or museum or café or swimming pool or movies or friend’s home, for a walk, or from home to violin practice… it’s a place best described as “the in-between,” not where I was nor where I’m going... This is where I love to work...possibly creating a moment, an aha.
Every place has stories to tell, as a public / civic artist
it’s my task to find the stories and find the story-teller’s voice. The work is
not about me, it must be about the people who live in a place, people who make
that place their homes. I’m just the go-between who illuminates what’s already
there. That’s where I always begin.
In the long list of “stuff” for a streetscape are benches, a
place to invite us to have a seat, take a look around, ask, where are we?
bench designed by Jack Mackie
text by Mary Anne Evans (writing as George Eliot)
.
text by Mary Anne Evans (writing as George Eliot)
.
Jack, your answer's poetry! And why did you choose musical instruments? I approached people walking along Academy Street. I asked
about Cary, why they live here or, if visitors, why they’ve come; what is it
about Academy Street that brings them here; what should I explore?
It was in these conversations that the idea of musical
instrument benches started to bubble up, and the idea of placing them in small
“rooms” we could make with different paving materials, a cluster of trees, and
always grouped, set for buskers, duets, trios, or a string quartet.
Next question was “which instruments?” I looked into the
instruments of the festivals and found that many were immigrants –the Mandolin
came to America as a Lute, with a deep rounded body and strings that were plucked.
The Dobro, a unique American instrument, is claimed to be a mix of the guitar
from Spain and the banjo. Dulcimers arrived as the German zither, the Swedish
hummel, Norwegian langeleik, and the French epinette des Vosges. And the violin
simply became the fiddle.
bench designed by Jack Mackie
text by Maya Angelou
text by Maya Angelou
How did you choose the poetry and quotes? I searched for text which speaks to and of the instrument that carries it or, of music, of dance, singing, or song. The text I chose was written by: Jonny Angel, Maya Angelou*, George Carlin, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Mary Anne Evans [writing as George Eliot], Martin Hugo, John Muir, Walter Hines Page, Tan Pratonix ,R.R.Richardson*, Carl Sandburg*, April Halprin Wayland, William Butler Yeats (* North Carolina Poet).
Some examples (most are just snips of the entire text used):
"Sweet Dulcimer.../in your strings and swirly grains /lie my life's story /and the way my river runs..." from R.R.Richardson, North Carolina poet
“Mandolin harmonies / trailed up Bear Hair Gap, / echoed between / the chestnuts, hickories & sweet blackberries.” from Jonny Angel
"Sell me a violin, mister, of old mysterious wood.../ Sell me horsehair and rosin.../ Sell me something crushed in the heartsblood of pain readier
than ever for one more song." from Carl Sandburg, North Carolina Poet
“and those who dance are considered insane by those who
cannot hear the music” credited to
George Carlin
...and:
"I believe in the free public training of both the hands / and the mind of every child born of woman." WalterHines Page
...and:
TAKING VIOLIN AT SCHOOL
by April Halprin Wayland
I open my case
tighten my bow
pluck a string to tune.
I love to listen to it chirp across the echoing room.
My friends are in class
reading about
a famous English king,
But I am training this wooden bird upon my arm to sing.
from CALL DOWN THE MOON, Poems Of Music, selected by Myra
Cohn Livingston (Margaret K. McElderry Books, 1995); reprinted in CRICKET
Magazine 4/9; reprinted in GIRL COMING IN FOR A LANDING (Knopf 2002)
bench designed by Jack Mackie
text by April Halprin Wayland
text by April Halprin Wayland
What has surprised you about this project? I’m already receiving reports of buskers setting up on
violins near the Town Library and children going from bench to bench making
rubbings as they go. I never anticipated that we’d be going home with them to
become their proud refrigerator art!
Readers, don't you agree that Jack is a poet in thought, words, design and art? Thank you so much, Jack, for joining us today and for sharing your process. I am deeply honored that you chose my poem. Some day I hope to tune up my fiddle and play Pig's Ankle Rag next to one of your beautiful violin benches!
benches designed by Jack Mackie
photo of Emily (last name unknown) by Jack Mackie, who writes:
"as Emily sat to play, she read your poem saying, 'Oh,
that’s so lovely…. I’m her….'"
(Yes, I'm now officially on cloud nine.)
Thank you, Heidi, for hosting Poetry Friday at My Juicy Little Universe!
~ a perfect picture of summer ~
TeachingAuthors will be back refreshed and rarin' to go on Monday, July 17th. It'll be hard, but we know you can hold on without us until then. We believe in you.
posted with gratitude by April Halprin Wayland with help from Jack Mackie, of course...and from the delicious cauliflower-curry soup from a friendly Mediterranean restaurant that let me work at a table as long as I wanted.