As I mentioned in my last post, I did some street art based on the idea that Mother's Day was originally a protest for peace. Julia Ward Howe made the first Mother's Day Proclamation in protest of the Crimean War. I thought to place home made olive branches on different spots around the city evoking peace. I had considered including Ms Howe's Proclamation. But is somewhat florid. She also wrote the Battle Hymn of the Republic. I still have a searing memory from grade school of singing the entire hymn, discovering the correct way to spell 'bosom' and realizing the bosom we were singing about belonged to Jesus Christ. This pretty much sums up my problems with 19th century writing in general. I just couldn't cope with all that melodrama. So instead I chose quotes about peace that reflected each spot. Oddly all the places relating to people were about men. This is in no small part due to the phallocentric nature of New York City's monuments and parks. But I rather liked the idea of honoring peaceful men on Mother's Day.
"To the children, I say and repeat: do not make war." - Lazare Ponticelli, French WWI Vet
My first stop was to honor those who died fighting wars and to mourn the pointlessness of it all. Earlier this week Evan Fleischer at the Awl wrote a beautiful piece about the last World War I veterans. None of them seemed to think very highly of war.
The Vietnam Vets' Memorial is surprisingly peaceful considering its location surrounded by financial towers and a heliport. The glass bricks are etched with letters from soldiers.
There was an art installation with statues sitting on benches and standing around. I kept mistaking them for actual people which was a little unnerving. They seemed very post-apocalyptic to me, especially the rusty ones.
They also appeared to be naked.
But I didn't account for the tourists. They kept stopping to see what this was all about, and blocking the sight line.
If the naked statues made me feel self conscious, this was even worse. There was only a moment when the traffic was clear. It just wasn't working photographically.
The sculptures are fantastic however, totally worth wading through the crowds to see.
I had originally planned to lay the last olive branch on Strawberry Field. As I approached, I saw that it was completely surrounded by a crowd. Clearly I need to get up a little earlier to do are quietly in Central Park. I had been lulled into complacency by the thought that everyone would be at brunch with their mothers. I chose the back corner so I would not run afoul of the doormen. (There were two! They looked bored).
- Don't talk on your hand phone and send text messages
- Don't offer household appliances like vacuum cleaners as a present
1 comment:
Those are marvelous -- what a good paradigm subversion. Brava!
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