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Friday, August 30, 2013

The American Butler: A Sophisticated Re-telling of American History by a Black American


Lee Daniels' Precious (left) and The Butler (right)

I reviewed Lee Daniels'Precious for Frontpage Magazine in 2010. Here is an excerpt from the article:
Daniels’s direction wields flickers of sullen, angry expressions out of Gabourey’s [the actresses performing as Precious] ballooning face, but he cannot get us to entirely sympathize with her. This is partly due to Gabourey’s unimpressive acting, which shows little emotion or variation. Daniels’s sophomoric camera techniques also detract from his character by unsuccessfully vacillating between the jumpy cameras of the French New Wave, oblique (Dutch) angles, and super-saturated fantasy sequences. The only one that works is the cinema verité documentary style, where the unforgiving camera gives the obese Precious a looming, lethargic presence...

...Precious is not a very pleasant character. She steals food from a restaurant. She knocks around a young neighbor who only wants her friendship. We realize by the end of the film that she has an unforgiving spirit...

The soul-destroying welfare world of black single mothers [that Precious inhabits] has now become worthy of black artists. Yet, Daniels is ambivalent about its treatment. He gives Precious enough freedom to make her own decisions, but he never lets her out of the system. He wants Precious both as victor and as victim. Like him, countless staff in government-subsidised and welfare agencies constantly push and pull at the likes of Precious. Ultimately, they cater to their own fulfillment – whether financial, ideological, or political – rather than give their wards an honest helping hand.
This is exactly the kind of ambiguity the permeates throughout The Butler, Lee Daniels' latest, and much hyped film.

Like Precious, The Butler is a film adaptation from written material: a Washington Post article titled A Butler Well Served by This Election: Moving Up, but Slowly, written in 2008 by Washington Post staff writer Wil Haygood. The election in question is Obama's in 2008, and Haygood was covering Obama's campaign rally in Chapel Hill in 2008. The Washington Post article is supposed to portray the true story of Eugene Allen, or as the film informed us, it was "inspired by true events." Haywood has now written a short book (112 pages), which just came out in July 2013, expanding on his article, titled The Butler: A Witness to History. Here is an excerpt from the book's chapter Moving Image, where Haywood becomes a film historian, comparing butlers through American film and television. Of course, it is the black Allen who gets shortchanged.
Yes, a butler.

It is such an old-fashioned and anachronistic term: the butler: Someone who serves people, who sees but doesn't see; someone who can read the moods of the people he serves. The figure in the shadows. Movie lovers fell in love with the butler as a cinematic figure in the 1936 film My Man Godfrey, which starred William Powell as the butler of a chaotic household. More recently, the butler figure and other backstage players have been popularized in the beloved television series Downton Abbey. My butler was a gentleman by the name of Eugene Allen. For thirty-four years, he had been a butler at the house located in Washington, DC, at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, which the world knows as the White House.
Haywood says this in an interview on The Hill, in July 2013:
The Hill Question: So many people read your article in The Washington Post. What can we expect more of in the book?
Wil Haywood: The book is a much more in-depth look at the life of Eugene and Helene Allen. It also is a historical retrospective of the history of blacks in American cinema. It also has much more about certain presidents who Eugene and Helene Allen worked for and their battles with civil rights inside the White House.
Allen has since died (in 2010).

Haywood continues in the interview:
[Allen] was alive to see the story and after the story came out. He and I got VIP tickets to [Obama’s] inauguration, and he was so happy about that. That was special treatment for both of us. And after the story came out, it was reprinted in newspapers all over the world.
In the film, based on the article, Lee Daniels gave us a diluted version of events (he had to, in this era of lawsuits), but he did change a few things around, and taking artistic license. (I wonder how much of that will be corrected in Haywood's new book?).

For example:
- Eguene Allen (the butler), didn't watch his mother get raped, and his father shot by a white man (a slave owner) while they were slaves in a plantation in Georgia.

- He wasn't born in Georgia, but in Virginia.

- He had one son, but no daughter. His son served in Vietnam, and never in the Civil Rights movement. As far as Allen's biography tells us, there was no family dinner with his son's Black Panther girlfriend.

- He arrived in the White House in 1952 (it is not mentioned how he learned his butler skills), not during the Truman years as in the film.

- He didn't resign as head butler to protest Reagan's "support" of apartheid, but retired promoted as a maître d’hôtel in 1986
[These snippets of information are from a variety of sources including:
The Butler and the Obama Moment from National Review Online
The Butler Distorts Race Relations, from The Hoover Institute

The film craft behind The Butler is much better than the disjointed filmmaking in Precious. Yet, throughout The Butler, Daniels exaggerates his characters, making the whites evil, and the blacks who serve whites as servile and listless victims, and those who aren't either of these into righteously angry militants. His characters are no less caricatures in The Butler than in Precious, although Daniels seems to have improved on his filming craft since his Precious days, and made his caricatures more sophisticated in The Butler.

Forest Whitaker is endearing as The Butler, yet it is hard to imagine anyone, even one who serves the President, as being so self-effacing. Daniels' point is that the 20th century, post-slavery America, still expected the same kind of deferral and subservience from its black servants (workers) as did the slave owners from their black slaves. That is a whole other issue I won't go into, and even the thoroughly slavery accepting Gone With the Wind (fictional, but now part of American literary history) gives slaves more character and humanity (look at formidable Mamie and her fierce protection of Scarlett!).

Precious is the mirror-image of the butler: while he is excessively subservient, she is excessively aggressive; while he is immaculately dressed and mannered, she is grotesquely overweight and crass. In the end, they are both unrealistic portrayals of human beings, whose roles are primarily to play a political and social agenda: Evil Whites vs. Victimized Blacks.

Daniels is clever in The Butler. He gives a little to everyone. But the end result is that most people are not happy with his film: either he's too lenient toward whites, or he is too demeaning toward blacks (and of course, toward the butler).

Most critics look at his treatment of Ronald Reagan to point out as an example (of the example, and maybe the only one) of Daniels' negative portrayal of whites. But I think the whole film is subtly infused with it. And more discerning, and brave, public critics will begin to point this out, despite the high praise and Oscar-projections that everyone else is giving it.
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New York in a Week Part IV: Lake Cayuga

My long bus ride back to Toronto took longer than the ride to New York. For some reason, the bus went further upstate New York into Syracuse, and later Ithaca. We passed some Finger Lakes, and I was able to identify two (from the road signs): Lake Cayuga and Seneca Lake.

The bus traveled all along Lake Cayuga, which at first I thought was a river, but I soon realized, thanks to my tablet computer (people on the bus were unable to help), that it was Lake Cayuga. The bus drove by the top section of Seneca Lake, and which we saw for a much shorter duration.

Here is a shot I managed to take of Lake Cayuga:



And below is the route (or routes) the bus took to the final destination in Canada. The whole ride took about thirteen hours (the bus was an hour late in arriving), and I think part of that length was due to the ride into northern New York state.









This is the final installment of my trip to New York City.
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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Benefits of the Periwinkle


Nicholas Culpeper (1616–1654)
The Complete Herbal Guide, (1653)


In my post on the Cloisters, and specifically describing the periwinkles in the one of the gardens, I wrote in 2012:
The information plaque by the periwinkle bed in the Cloisters describes the flower as a medieval cancer treatment:
Annual periwinkles have been used for centuries for folk medicine, especially for treating diabetes, and are the source of several cancer drugs.
Here is more current information on the medicinal values of the plant:
Periwinkle is an herb. The parts that grow above the ground are used to make medicine. Don’t confuse periwinkle with Madagascar periwinkle (Catharanthus roseus).

Despite serious safety concerns, periwinkle is used for “brain health” (increasing blood circulation in the brain, supporting brain metabolism, increasing mental productivity, preventing memory and concentration problems and feebleness, improving memory and thinking ability, and preventing early aging of brain cells).

Periwinkle is also used for treating diarrhea, throat ailments, tonsillitis, chest pain, high blood pressure, sore throat, intestinal pain and swelling (inflammation), toothache, and water retention (edema). It is also used for promoting wound healing, improving the way the immune system defends the body, and for “blood-purification.”

A chemical in periwinkle called vincamine can be converted in the laboratory to the compound vinpocetine, which is marketed as a dietary supplement.

How does it work?

Periwinkle can lower blood pressure. It can also help reduce swelling (inflammation) and have a drying (astringent) effect on the tissues.
It doesn't look like the periwinkle has reliable, or even safe, medicinal benefits. But it is a lovely flower, and has been used for other, more symbolic reasons.

The periwinkle is found in the Mary Garden:
In medieval times, a garden could have a symbolic and spiritual dimension. The hortus conclusus or 'enclosed garden' was a sacred area which might represent the Christian soul, enclosed in the body, or the Church, formed of the body of the faithful. It was also, in the late Middle Ages, an image of the Blessed Virgin Mary, identified with the bride in the Song of Songs in the Old Testament. In the 15th century, depictions of the Virgin in a Paradise Garden were frequent, in particular in Flemish and German painting. In these images, the flowers all have a symbolic meaning, representing Mary's virtues.

By growing these flowers in a bed outside our own church dedicated to St Mary, we have created an area of colour and interest, and also linked ourselves with the medieval inhabitants of Shoreham, who would have understood very well the spiritual significance of these lovely plants.
The special blue color of the flower, as well as its star shape earned its place as:
'The Virgin's Flower', probably because of its blue, star-like flowers. Mary was often referred to as Stella Maris, 'Star of the Sea'
In Flower lore: the teachings of flowers, historical, legendary, poetical & symbolical here is a Miss Carruthers', a Victorian lady's, account of the periwinkle. Excerpts are quoted from this online source (which has posted the book in its entirety)
Rousseau mentions an example of the tenacity with which early impressions are retained. Walking one day with Madame Warens, she exclaimed, ' O ! there is the periwinkle still in bloom!' Till then I had never seen the periwinkle, and being too short-sighted to distinguish plants without stooping, merely glanced at the blue flowers growing under the hedge; but so deeply was every circumstance connected with that period impressed upon my memory that, thirty years later, when botanising with a friend, I came suddenly upon the periwinkle, and although I had never met with it during the interval, I at once joyfully recognised it. [Pp. 199-200]
She continues:
In Italy the periwinkle, called by the peasants Fiof di morta, is strewed over the graves of children; in the south of France, chaplets of white roses and orange blossom are put in their coffins; in Switzerland, a funeral wreath for a young girl is made of hawthorn, myrtle, orange blossom. Though rosemary was worn at weddings, and dipped in the wine at feasts, it was more especially the flower of funerals. [P. 222]
And by Nicholas Culpepper printed in the 17th century:
Those with pale blue, and those with the white flowers, grow in woods, in orchards, by the hedge sides; but those with the purple flowers in gardens only...

Venus owns this herb, and saith, that herbs eaten by man and wife together, cause love between them. The Periwinkle is a great binder, stayeth bleeding both at mouth and nose, if some of the leaves be chewed. The French use it to stay women's courses. Dioscorides, Galen and Aegineta, commend it against the lasks and fluxes of the belly, to be drank in wine.
Source: The English physician enlarged with three hundred and sixty nine medicines, made of English herbs, that were not in any impression until this.
By Nich. Culpepper, Gent. Student in Physics and Astrology, London
Printed for: E. Ballard, L. Hawes ,and Co. W. Johnston, R. Baldwin, S. Crowder, B. Law, C. and R. Ware, M. Richardson, W. Strahan, and W. Nicolt, 1770. [Pp. 252-253]

Image is Participation

Kristor, at the Orthosphere writes:
Who do you say that this is?



Notice that I did not ask whom this icon depicts. I asked who it *is.* And you answered correctly, right?

You can’t get an image that works properly as such unless the image and the thing to which it refers both participate to some extent in the same Form.

Consider a triangle, scribed on the page before you. Is it a triangle, at all? Is it the *least bit* triangular? If so, this can only be because it *truly* re-presents the Form of the Triangle. But as presenting that Form, it is a very instance of that Form. The Form of the Triangle is really, concretely present in the triangle on the page, albeit imperfectly.

Thus if an icon makes a part of the form of Christ present, then Christ is really present, at least in part. As with any sacrament, the signification operates by being itself participant in the thing signified.

Remembrance, then, is just such an imaginative re-presentation; in any memorial, the form of the substantial being we remember must be somehow present in our own, informing and shaping us, or else the phantasm we apprehend could not function for us as a memory. In that case, the phenomenon could not work to bring anything definite to mind; it could not generate a noumenon. We can remember only reals; and we can remember them only by making them again really present in our experience, or rather by admitting them thereto.

When we see an inscription of a triangle, we do not act as if it were a squiggle, signifying nothing. On the contrary, we order ourselves in relation to the inscription precisely in terms of its triangularity.

Reverence in the presence of an icon, then – a church, a cross, a Bible, a gathering of two or three in the Name, a saint – is at least good manners; is at least prudential.

But not worship, of course. There is in the notion that Christ is somehow present in an icon no tincture of idolatry. It should hardly be controversial to say that the Logos of the world, who expresses himself in every creature, and is therefore in all of them more or less immanent, is present also in an intentionally devised image of his perfect worldly instantiation. He is, of course. Nevertheless it is a foolish error to worship a creaturely image, rather than the One whose presence it indicates; for this is to confuse the term with its terminus. In like fashion, one does not take the measure of an actual triangle as straightforward demonstration of the eternal truths of trigonometry, but rather only as the manifestation thereof; nor does one try to journey from Phoenix to Flagstaff by walking across a map of Arizona.

Consider then that every man and woman you see is created in and by the Image of the Father; each is an icon. [End of article]
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A full-body version of Christ the Pantocrator

I'm not sure about the source of this image. Reproductions are available on ebay, and other internet sale sites.
The word Pantocrator is of Greek origin meaning "ruler of all". Christ Pantocrator is an icon of Christ represented full or half-length and full-faced. He holds the book of the Gospels in his left hand and blesses with his right hand.

The icon portrays Christ as the Righteous Judge and the Lover of Mankind, both at the same time. The Gospel is the book by which we are judged, and the blessing proclaims God's loving kindness toward us, showing us that he is giving us his forgiveness. [Source: OrthoWiki]
Here is more on the script on the icon:
[O]n each side of the halo are Greek letters: IC and XC. Christ's fingers are depicted in a pose that represents the letters IC, X and C, thereby making the Christogram ICXC (for "Jesus Christ"). The IC represents the Greek characters Iota (Ι) and Sigma (Σ, ς)—the first and last letters of Jesus (Ιησους). The letters XC represent Chi (Χ) and Sigma (ς)—the first and last letters of Christ (Χριστος). [Source: Wikipedia]

Christ Pantocrator
Menologion of Basil II, 10th c.

The Menologion of Basil II (also called Menologium of Basil II, Menology of Basil II) is an illuminated manuscript designed as a church calendar or Eastern Orthodox Church service book (Menologion) that was compiled c. 1000 AD, for the Byzantine Emperor Basil II (r. 976–1025). It includes 430 miniature paintings by eight artists. It was unusual for a menologion from that era to be so richly painted. It currently resides in the Vatican Library (Ms. Vat. gr. 1613). A full facsimile was produced in 1907. [Source: Wikipedia]
Menologium (from the Greek menológion, from mén "a month"; Latin menologium), also written menology, and menologe, is a service-book used in the Eastern Orthodox Church and those Eastern Catholic Churches which follow the Rite of Constantinople.

From its derivation, menologium means "month-set"; in other words, a book arranged according to the months. Like a good many other liturgical terms (e.g. lectionary), the word has been used in several quite distinct senses. [Source: Wikipedia]
The argument on icons is a quintessentially Christian one. I won't go into the historical, cultural, and religious battles that ensued from the disagreements, but I agree with Kristor. We are mere humans. We need signs, sinners and potential unbelievers that we are. And I think God (and Christ) provide them for us, in a manner that we can understand and relate to. Through these mediums, we can finally turn to him.

Also, on a more secular angle, a world without the colorful and artistic representations of God would be a very dull one. Surely, God wants us to have beauty in the world, and to find him through beauty, rather than austerity.

I would think it is sacriligious to want a world without beauty, and especially one which doesn't celebrate the beauty of God, in the ways that we know, and can perform. That is to say, through prayer, song and art (paintings, sculpture, jewellery - crosses, etc.).

Perhaps put in a more mundane way, who doesn't cherish the photograph of a loved one lost through death, or not present in the vicinity (from travel, etc.). Every one, religious or not, holds these images as the next best thing to the real one. Clearly they are not the real thing, but they represent it so much that they embody the real thing. They help retain the memory of the person on many levels, and often these memories become good ones. It is a continuation of the love for that absent person.

Since we cannot see God, and our era cannot/did not see Jesus, those representations are all we have. And if I can be a little sacrilegious on my part, they are like those photographs we cherish so much.
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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Periwinkle Illustration



The above illustration of a periwinkle is posted in the New York Public Library's Digital Gallery has the following description (via the NYPL Digital Gallery):

Image Details
Image Title: Pervinca vulgaris, latifolia, flore cæruleo = Vinca-pervinca = Pervenche. [Vinca minor or Periwinkle]
Additional Name(s): Martelli, Niccoló, 1735-1829 -- Editor
Bonelli, Giorgio, b. 1724 -- Author
Alternate Source Title: Hortus Romanus plantaru
Medium: Engravings -- Hand-colored
Item/Page/Plate: 94
Standard Reference: Pritzel (2nd) 1976
Source: Hortus Romanus juxta systems Tournefortianum paulo. / strictius distributus a Georgio Bonelli ... specierum nomina suppeditante, peditante, praestantiorum quas ipse selegit, adumbrationem dirigente Liberato Sabbati ... adjectis unicuique volumini rariorum platnarum tabulis c. aere incisis.
Source Description: 8 v. : chiefly col. ill., ports, 1 folded plan ; 54 cm.
Location: Stephen A. Schwarzman Building / Rare Books Division

More on the Hortus Romanus here:
The Hortus Romanus, considered as one of the few Italian efforts at the publication of colour plate botanical books in the eighteenth century, is generally ascribed to Giorgio Bonelli, an Italian physician and professor of medicine in Rome.

In truth, Bonelli only wrote a short introductory text which was published in Volume I. The vast bulk of the work was by Liberato and Constantio Sabbati, and edited by Niccolo Martellio. The beautiful botanical renderings were mostly engraved by Maddalena Bouchard after the drawings by C. Ubertini. The series was published in Rome by Bouchard et Gravier.
The vine-like illustration is realistic, where the vine spreads horizontally forming a dense ground cover.



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Monday, August 26, 2013

New York in a Week Part III: The Cloisters

I visited the Cloisters during my August trip. It is the third time I've been there. Below are my previous posts on the Cloisters:

- Flowers of the Unicorn Tapestry
September 9, 2012
- A Road Less Taken
August 12, 2012
- The Luck of the Unicorns
September 8, 2010

And here is a published article (in the Botanical Artists of Canada Newsletter) where I discuss the flowers and plants in the Unicorn Tapestries:
- Botanical Art and the Decorative Arts
Botanical Artists of Canada Newsletter
Summer 2007
Pp3-4

This time, I wanted to take better photographs of the New Jersey Palisades, and of the exterior of the museum. Also, there is a special exhibition on the 75th anniversary of the Cloisters, which a special emphasis on the items (documents and objects) relating to the Unicorn.

Here is a description of the exhibition:
Given by John D. Rockefeller Jr. in time for the opening of The Cloisters in 1938, the Unicorn Tapestries are its best-known masterpieces; yet, seventy-five years later, their history and meaning remain elusive. They have been seen both as complicated metaphors for Christ and as emblems of matrimony, and they are beloved as quaint indications of medieval notions about the natural world. This exhibition of some forty works of art drawn from the collections of the Metropolitan, sister institutions, and private collections invites audiences to see the Unicorn Tapestries anew, as the finest expression of a subject widely treated across cultures, and in both European art and science, from the Middle Ages, through the Renaissance.
I will post more on the exhibition, and the notes I took, in an upcoming posting.

The Cloisters are not very far from New York. The city's M4 bus goes there, traveling through the Bronx to get there in about a 45-minute ride. The bus goes through the Bronx, with some beautiful wrought iron balconies and fire escapes on old New York buildings. (The friend I write about is Larry Auster, who was a constant companion during my recent visits in New York). I wrote about the buildings and the iron work here in New York Fire Escapes.

Below are the photographs I took during this trip. The Cloisters, only a short distance from New York City, feel like another place, far away both geographically and spiritually. Magical is another word I would use to describe them, and their location.

I have posted my photographs from my last trip at the Cloisters in August 2012 at the end of the 2013 photographs.


Cloisters entrance
[Photo by KPA, August 2013]



View of the George Washington Bridge from the Cloisters
[Photo by KPA, August 2013]



View of The New Jersey Palisades from the Cloisters
[Photo by KPA, August 2013]


The New Jersey Palisades (above), which were protected through land claims by Rockefeller, are now battling to prevent high rise constructions.

An information pamphlet, An American Landmark is at Risk, was provided at the museum. There is a link at www.protectThePalisades.org for online information.


Garden in the Cloisters
Discussed in: Garden Guide: New York City pp. 33-37
Cloisters Flowers
[Photo by KPA, August 2012]



Standing Virgin and Child
Attributed to Nikolaus Gerhaert van Leiden
(North Netherlandish, active in Strasbourg, 1460–1473)
Date: ca. 1470
Medium: Boxwood, tinted lips and eyes
Dimensions: 13 1/4 x 5 1/8 x 3 9/16 in.
[Photo by KPA, August 2012]





Periwinkles in the Cloisters
Discussed in Garden Guide: New York City pp. 33-37
Periwinkle Label:
Common Periwinkle, Myrtle
Vinca minor
[Photo by KPA, August 2012]

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New York in a Week Part II: Straus Park

This is the second time I've been to the lovely Straus Park, on Broadway and 106th street.

Here is what I wrote the first time I went in Straus Park in New York:
I had my tablet with me while sitting in Straus Park in the Upper West Side in New York, and searched for the biblical quotation inscribed behind the statue (in gold, it is visible in the above photo) to see it in the context of the biblical story it came from:
Lovely and pleasant were they in their lives
And in their death they were not divided
II Samuel 1:23
The quote is a strange and obscure one. It tells the relationship between a father and a son (Saul and Jonathan), whereas the memorial is dedicated to a married couple.

I suppose we can use biblical texts to transfer to, and describe, many kinds of loves. Still, it is a little strange to transfer a father/son love to that of a married couple.

Ida and Isador Straus were on the Titanic when it sank. Ida, rather than save her life by boarding a lifeboat which was rescuing women and children (first), decided to stay with her husband as the ship sank. Eye witnesses say that Ida chose to remain on board with her husband, saying,"I have lived all these years with you. Where you go, I go."

I think a Biblical quote more appropriate to a married couple could have been found. I'm not sure who chose this quote, but it is probably a team of people from the various New York city offices, the sculptor and the the Straus family descendants.

There is also an eternal fountain (see top image), which originally flowed into a reflecting pool. The pool was filled in to create a flower bed for easier maintenance.
There are more images at the site, which I took from various websites on the park

The anonymous person I was with, going through my tablet, was Larry Auster. We met in the park (on his suggestion) on our way to other bigger New York landmarks, but I would have never found this lovely place had he not told me about it. One thing Larry told me was that at there is a small park at each point in the New York City grid where Broadway meanders.



Here are most of them:

- Mitchell Square Park, Broadway and 166th
- Montefiore Square Park, Broadway and 138th
- Verdi Square, Broadway and 73rd
- Sherman Square, Broadway and 70th
- Richard Tucker Square, Broadway and 66th
- Dante Park, Broadway and 63rd
- The beautiful Columbus Circle, Broadway and 59th
- Times Square, Broadway and 47th
- Greely Square, Broadway and 32nd
- General Worth Square, Broadway and 25th
- Union Square, Broadway and 14th
- City Hall, Broadway and Chamber St.
- Bowling Green, Broadway and Battery Place

We also discussed the German ß, which is used for the double s (as in Johann Strauß, which would be spelled Strauss in English). I said that Straus Park should correctly be spelled Strauss Park (the ß doesn't exist in the English alphabet). We didn't have time to look up these details in the tablet computer, but now I can say that there are a few German names which use only one "s" (Straus), while the majority use the double "s." These were the kinds of details which interested Larry.

During my visit to New York in mid-August, I went back to Straus Park and took the following photographs. I had used various web-posted images for my 2012 post on the park.


Straus Park entrance


Female figure "Memory" reclining in front of a reflective pool
By American artist Augustus Lukeman.
Sculpture completed in 1913






[All photos by KPA]
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Sunday, August 25, 2013

New York in a Week Part I: The New York Public Library


Patience, sitting strong and....

My recent trip to New York, was successful and as always, enjoyable.

There were many reasons I went. One was to attend Jim Kalb's monthly meetings, of which I am honored to be a part. Secondly, it was to photograph various New York landmarks for the chapter headings of my book Reclaiming Beauty. Third, I went to see if I can use the immense research facilities at the New York Public Library for my book. And finally, but no less important, it was to pay my respects to Larry Auster, with a visit to his grave near Philadelphia, which I've posted on here.

Each of these was successful. It left me little time to visit museums, exhibitions and even shopping. I went to the Cloisters on a double mission: to photograph the scenery and buildings, and to attend the 75-year anniversary of the Unicorn Tapestires aqcuisitions. But the Metropolitan has to wait for another visit. I made it to Macy's and Bloomingdales, but I didn't take my camera with me, leaving me without photos of the famous storefronts.

I had also hoped to trace George Washington's visit to New York during his (as I had written here), but time was lacking. I will do that at another visit, and I will surely find some worthy images to put in my book.

During my visit to the NYPL, I took a one hour tour for quick and condensed information. The docent informed us about a "writers and scholars grant" which I am eligible to apply for. The extensive Spencer Collection: Prints and Photographs Study Room, the Miriam and Ira D. Wallach Division of Art, Prints and Photographs: Art & Architecture Collection, and the Manuscripts and Archives Division will provide me with a wealth of information.

The docent, a gentle lady named Patrica Darcy (do have her as your guide) was able to give us an a great survey of the library, as well as provide as with the pertinent information (such as the grant for writers and scholars).

On my way out of the library, I went to the gift shop, and bought a $1.00 (maybe it was 80 cents) postcard of one of the lions outside the library. "Is this Patience or Fortitude?" I asked the serious gift shop lady. "How do you know which is which?" she asks. Of course, I had just heard it form my tour, but didn't give that away.

Apparently, the lion on the postcard is Patience, as is the lion in the photograph I took of the library's exterior.


NYPL Staircase


View of the Empire State Building, through a window in the NYPL


View of 42nd Street through a window in the NYPL

[All Photos by KPA]

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Like as the Hart and a Cacophony of Cicadas

One of the reasons I took the trip to New York, a lengthy and beautiful bus ride through the Adirondack Mountains in New York, and the Poconos Mountains through Pennsylvania, was to pay my respects to Lawrence Auster. I was unable to attend his funeral in April.

The cemetery is in a town called Springfield Pennsylvania, about twenty minutes from Philadelphia. It is off a "throughway" called Sproul Road. I got there by a combination of the Greyhound bus (from New York), subway through Philadelphia, and bus to Springfield. Then the walk up Sproul to the cemetery is a fifteen minute stretch without a sidewalk. At some point, I thought I would be a good candidate for the cemetery!

Here is my visual collage of my visit, and my trip.


Woods on the road to Philadelphia


Entrance


Aerial view of the cemetery, showing the surrounding woods and Sproul Road


The chapel at the far end of the cemetery's entrance


Drive through into the cemetery, with beautiful lawns and tall trees


Closer view of the chapel, which was closed when I went




American flags, waving in the Veterans section


The Irish flag reminded me of Larry's love of Yeats


Sculpture of St. Paul, in the area where Larry is buried. I believe the grave is the one
I've photographed here. It is underneath an oak tree, as indicated here.



Pressed oak leaf I collected from the grave site

Three independent identifiers were able to verify for me that this plot is Larry's (the receptionist in the chapel, who told me to look for a plot in the corner, next to a tree and in front of a statue of St. Paul, and two groundsmen, who counted the plot from their grid map of plots).



To the best of my knowledge, this is Larry's plot. It will acquire a stone within the next six months, according to the receptionist.


Statue of St. Paul, facing Larry's grave



The writings on the marble are from the Racolta:
Thou art the Vessel of election, Saint Paul the Apostle, the Preacher of truth in the whole world.

V. Pray for us, Saint Paul the Apostle, R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.

Let us pray

Almighty and everlasting God, Who, of Thy Divine mercy, didst instruct Thy blessed Apostle Paul what he should do that he might be filled with the Holy Ghost; by his admonitions directing us and his merits interceding for us, grant that we may serve Thee in fear and trembling and so be filled with the comfort of Thy heavenly gifts. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.
Larry would have also liked the Latin version:
Tu es vas electiónis, sancte Paule Apóstole, prædicátor veritátis in univérso mundo.

V. Ora pro nobis, sancte Paule Apóstole, R. Ut digni efficiámur promissiónibus Christi.

Oremus

Omnípotens sempitérne Deus, qui beáto Apóstolo tuo Paulo quid fáceret, ut implerétur Spíritu Sancto, divína miseratióne præcepisti; eius dirigéntibus mónitis et suffragántibus méritis concéde, ut serviéntes tibi in timóre et tremóre, cæléstium donórum consolatióne repleámur. Per Christum Dóminum nostrum. Amen.
It was a quiet and magical day. I was the only one around Larry's grave. There were a few cars driving in to find their plots. Groundsmen were present, but unobtrusive. It was quiet and peaceful.

As I stood before the grave, a sudden cacophony of cicadas overwhelmed the serene and quiet place. It lasted for about a minute, or forty-five seconds. The cicadas must have been in the nearby maple tree.



Song of the cicada, in ancient mythology:
Socrates: But let me ask you, friend: have we not reached the plane–tree to which you were conducting us?

Phaedrus: Yes, this is the tree.

Socrates: By Herè, a fair resting–place, full of summer sounds and scents. Here is this lofty and spreading plane–tree, and the agnus castus high and clustering, in the fullest blossom and the greatest fragrance; and the stream which flows beneath the plane–tree is deliciously cold to the feet. Judging from the ornaments and images, this must be a spot sacred to Achelous and the Nymphs. How delightful is the breeze:—so very sweet; and there is a sound in the air shrill and summerlike which makes answer to the chorus of the cicadae. But the greatest charm of all is the grass, like a pillow gently sloping to the head. My dear Phaedrus, you have been an admirable guide.

Phaedrus: What an incomprehensible being you are, Socrates: when you are in the country, as you say, you really are like some stranger who is led about by a guide. Do you ever cross the border? I rather think that you never venture even outside the gates. [Phaedrus: Written by Plato. A dialogue between Plato's main protagonist, Socrates, and Phaedrus, an interlocutor. The Phaedrus was presumably composed around 370 BC - source: Wikipedia]
It was eerie, strange but beautiful. More so because cicadas have a very long life cycle of about seventeen years, and I was there to hear them proclaim their presence. [More on the cyclical appearance of cicadas here].

But I simply thought it was Larry, communicating to us (or if I can be a little conceited, to me). I suspect the sounds and sights from beyond the grave are nothing like what we know here on earth. And Larry's sonorous voice would need sturdy and strong carriers to travel those distances.

I posted part of Yeats' poem The Song of the Happy Shepherd in my post I must be gone: there is a grave, with my photograph of daffodils, and later on in the post an image of Larry reclining, next to a photograph of mine I took of a tree in the Cloister gardens in New York.

I wrote:
I have juxtaposed a photograph of a tree with one of Larry leaning back as though resting on the trunk of the tree, with the paradisaical gardens of the Cloisters within his arm's reach.

I must be gone: there is a grave
Where daffodil and lily wave,
And I would please the hapless faun,
Buried under the sleepy ground,
With mirthful songs before the dawn.
[From “The Song of the Happy Shepherd” by W.B. Yeats]
I could substitute the American flags, right across in the Veteran's section, for the daffodil and the lily, which were gently waving in the breeze.


Presence of Deer

I saw these droppings in front of Larry's grave, and asked the groundsman if they were rabbit. He told me they belonged to deer, which apparently frequent the wooded cemetery.

I thought it was apt, and they reminded me of Herbert Howells' Like as the Hart (from Psalm 42), which I have sung many times as a chorister.
Psalm 42, King James version:

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

2 My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

3 My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

6 O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

8 Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the day time, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

9 I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10 As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Like as the Hart Desireth the Waterbrooks
Herbert Howells
Choir of St. Paul's Cathedral


All the photos were taken by me, except for the aerial map of the cemetery.
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Saturday, August 24, 2013

Get a Kick out of Fugue II: Fugue in the Twentieth Century

Thomas F. Bertonneau's I Get a Kick out of the Fugue I:
Mêlée and Free Play in the Most Abstract of Western Musical Forms
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I Get a Kick out of Fugue II:
Fugue in the Twentieth Century

By: Thomas F. Bertonneau

In the first part of this essay, we traced the origin of the musical form known as fugue to the period of the religious wars in Europe, advancing the anthropological explanation of fugue as being representative in a purely abstract way of the patterns of social breakdown characteristic of the time and place. Fugue in its classical form, as perfected by Johann Sebastian Bach (1685 – 1759), has prototypes in the Late-Renaissance caccia and ricercar, but it comes into prominence, as a musical form of forms, only in the decades of the sectarian conflicts that followed in the wake of the Reformation. Fugue, we recall, is a musical procedure in which successive voices imitate an initial voice, the theme assuming the role of an object of contention among the voices, subjected by them to development through breaking it down into its constituent motifs, and at last resolving the strife by its resumptive unison restatement, typically as a chorale. The great exemplar is the second half of Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D-Minor, the whole of which was made famous, in Leopold Stokowski’s orchestral arrangement, by its inclusion in Walt Disney’s animated feature Fantasia, just before World War II. Incidentally, in a work such as Bach’s “D-Minor,” there is no real reason to separate the initial toccata or prelude – or whatever it might be called – from the fugue proper. The introductory matter serves to expose the basic material out of which the fugue (as it were) will compose itself.

Previously we traced the itinerary of fugue from the Seventeenth to the Late Nineteenth Century, ending with Franz Liszt’s homage to Bach, his Prelude and Fugue on B.A.C.H. (1855; revised 1870). Liszt’s score, in versions for piano or organ, would seem to be something of a non plus ultra in the development of the fugal art, but this is not, in fact, so. Fugue has a rich history in the period from Liszt’s death (1886) through the middle of the Twentieth Century. In this second part of our two-part essay, we will explore fugue’s new lease on life from the Victorian Era to 1950.

It would be rigorously logical to move from Liszt to his most prominent successors in the Austro-German tradition, Gustav Mahler (1860 – 1911), Richard Strauss (1864 – 1949), and Max Reger (1873 – 1916), and beyond them to a host of Central European composers who became prominent between World Wars I and II. On the other hand, the Belgian-born composer César Franck (1822 – 1890) can lay claim to the title of Liszt’s immediate successor, as well as any Austrian or German. Two Parisian composers can furthermore lay claim to being in a direct line of tuition from Bach – Charles-Marie Widor (1844 – 1937) and Louis Vierne (1870 – 1937). Franck, Widor, and Vierne all trained as organists; all three enjoyed careers as concertizing virtuosos, and all three held tenure as titulaires or church organists in Paris. Widor succeeded Franck as professor of organ at the Paris Conservatory. Franck, Widor, and Vierne all composed in a musical language deriving partly from Liszt and partly from Richard Wagner, while reviving aspects of baroque musical practice. We shall come then in due course to Mahler, Strauss, Reger, and beyond, but we shall begin with Franck, passing from him to Widor and Vierne, and from them to Vincent d’Indy (1851 – 1931), Marcel Dupré (1886 – 1971), and Charles Koechlin (1867 – 1950).

Fugue consolidates itself as a musical convention in Protestant Northern Europe in a hundred-year period straddling the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Centuries. Liszt, who became heir to Bach musically, was religiously a self-conscious Catholic, who late in life took lay orders. Franck, Widor, and Vierne were also Catholic. Franck surprisingly wrote only a handful of significant works for organ, but these succeeded in being at once so innovative and so rooted in antique procedure that they sufficed even in their small number to alter the direction of organ-composition and to establish a new French school; each one of them makes some use, in greater or elsser degree, of the fugal principle, as does the piano composition that marks the high-point of his labors for that instrument. Franck wrote the Prélude, Fugue, et Variation, one of the Six Pieces for Organ (Op. 16 – 21), in 1868. Placed between the “prelude” (in two parts – the prelude as such and the chorale) and the “variation” (in the singular – Franck might have entitled it ricercar or fantasy), the fugue is highly chromatic, being based on the chorale, which itself is tonally ambiguous, sometimes gravitating to B-Minor and sometimes to F-Sharp Minor. The three (or perhaps four) movements pass into one another seamlessly, so that, for example, it is difficult to tell where the fugue ends and the “variation” begins. The “variation” is moreover quasi-fugal in its technique.

Franck followed up the Prélude, Chorale, et Variation with the structurally closely related Prélude, Chorale, et Fugue for piano in 1884. In the 1884 work, the model is much more obviously Bach than in the precursor-work of 1868. The “chorale” is worked out by Franck along the lines of a chaconne (melodic variations over a repeated slow chordal progression). The “fugue,” in dramatically summing up the musical argument and in providing the catharsis, functions as it does in Bach’s fugues with linked movements, such as his Passacaglia and Fugue in C-Minor, to suggest an apotheosis of the theme.

Widor, who could trace his musical ancestry through a line of keyboard pedagogues all the way back to Bach, believed in mastery of fugue as the foundation both of performance and composition; he famously drilled his composition classes, which he inherited from Franck, in the rigors of imitative counterpoint. While Widor’s oeuvre contains only a few free-standing fugues, his biographers attest his ability to improvise ambitious fugues spontaneously at the keyboard. The little Fugue á Trois Parties sur le Nom de Haydn for piano gives the impression of Widor’s having improvised and transcribed it simultaneously; the same might be said of the fugal second movement of the Organ Symphony Op. 13, No. 4 (1872). Widor used fugue and fugal textures in many of his large-scale compositions, including those for orchestra, either alone or concertante, and orchestra-with-chorus. The most impressive example comes with the fourth-movement finale of the Symphonie Antique, Op. 83 (1911) for soloists, chorus, organ, and orchestra. Widor draws the thematic content of the Symphonie as a whole from two Gregorian chants, Te Deum and Lauda Sion, while modeling his musical structure on the fourth-movement pattern Beethoven’s Choral Symphony, which also culminates in a gigantic fugue. (Regrettably the Symphonie Antique has not yet made its way to the Internet.)

As for Vierne, who served as Widor’s assistant at Saint-Sulpice and eventually became the titulaire at Notre Dame in Paris – he continued in Widor’s path. Like his mentor, Vierne wrote “symphonies” for organ alone. Vierne endowed his second such “symphony” (1903) with a stately fugue for its second movement. Vierne knew his Bach well: In 1928 at the keyboard of the Cavaillé-Coll organ in Notre Dame he let be recorded his performance of Bach’s Prelude and Fugue in E-Minor.

D'Indy, in his orchestral Symphony No. 2 in B-Flat (1902-3), had recourse in the finale to fugal practice. Indeed, the Symphony’s fourth movement takes the form of a studious prelude and fugue, on Bach’s model, as refracted through the harmonic-instrumental prism of the French Late-Romantic style. Marked “Lent - Modérément Lent - Extrêmement Lent,” this movement (beginning at 29 minutes into the clip) unfolds slowly with cool graciousness adding layers of complexity in the phases of the fugue. The theme of the fugue proves to derive from the recurrent motto, first exposed in the opening bars of the first movement, which now returns in its original form, in the stretto of the fugue, in the form of a chorale. Writing forty years ago in an essay on the French symphony, Laurence Davies found d’Indy’s work “stifling, intimidating.” More recently, however, Richard Freed in notes for a recorded performance declared the same work “the most beautiful of all French symphonies.” As Davies misidentifies the concluding movement as an “Allegro,” and seems to be working from a vague memory of the score, Freed must trump Davies. D’Indy’s fugue completes the symbolic journey that his Symphony describes – from the dark night of the soul to gracious redemption.

Like Widor, whose office of titulaire at Saint-Sulpice he inherited in 1934, and Vierne, with both of whom he studied, Dupré assumed the career of an organist-composer who intended his compositions mainly for his own execution on his own instrument. Dupré’s many independent fugues for organ attest not only the brilliance of the French contrapuntal tradition in the first half of the Twentieth Century, but also the continued relevance of fugue in the arena of serious musical expression in the same period. A recording from 1957, of Dupré improvising on the Klais organ in the Cologne Cathedral, hints at the deep internalization of the contrapuntal ethos that the man achieved through a lifetime of rigorous discipline; Dupré invents first a passacaglia, itself no mean feat of the musical imagination, and then a double fugue, astonishing in its self-confidence, logic, and verve. Dupré wrote two “books” of preludes and fugues, his Opus 7 (1912) and his Opus 36 (1938), each comprising three numbered (and paired) items. Later he wrote a Chorale et Fugue (1962) and a set of Four Modal Fugues (1968). The items of Opus 7 are: Prélude et Fugue (B-Major), Prélude et Fugue (F-Minor), and Prélude et Fugue (G-Minor). The items of Opus 36 are: Prélude et Fugue (E-Minor), Prélude et Fugue (A-Flat-Major), and Prélude et Fugue (C-Major).

The American organist Frederick C. Mayer wrote of Dupré after sitting with him in the organ loft at Saint-Sulpice during the regular Sunday Mass that he gave the impression of “a great artist imbued with… profound religious faith”; Mayer invoked such terms as “mysticism, sublimity, and exaltation” to describe Dupré’s music in both its compositional and performative aspects.

Of Charles Koechlin (pronounced not as it would be in German but as in French, with a hard c and a nasalized, disappearing n), musicologist Wilfrid Mellers has written, in Studies in Contemporary Music (1947) that he “is among the very select number of contemporary composers who really matter – matters, that is, for the distinction of his mind and sensibility, for he has no revolutionary part to play in musical history.” The work of Koechlin that is relevant here, his Offrande musicale sur le nom de BACH (Op. 187), had only just been written when Mellers was commenting and had not yet been performed; in fact, the Offrande had only one performance in its composer’s lifetime and had no second performance until sixty years after his death. Koechlin’s title looks back to Bach’s own Musikalisches Opfer (1747) and to Liszt’s Prelude and Fugue on B.A.C.H., but the Offrande is, if possible, on the same mighty scale as Bach’s score and more ambitious than Liszt’s.

If in works like Das Musikalische Opfer and The Art of the Fugue Bach subsumed the whole of musical evolution up to his own activity, then in the Offrande one would need to say that Koechlin did the same, subsuming Bach and Liszt in the process. For large orchestra – which, however, pares itself down to a chamber ensemble and even to a piano solo in places – the Offrande requires nearly an hour for its performance. While not every section of the Offrande is a fugue, every section is fugal, from the opening chorale (on the B-A-C-H theme) to the penultimate fugue symétrique and the peroration-like finale. The Offrande will never be a concert favorite but it will certainly impress itself on a knowing connoisseurship as one of the indisputably great works of the Western contrapuntal tradition.

We come now to the Austro-German mainstream of fugue’s modern itinerary – to Mahler, Strauss, and Reger. Mahler, the eldest of the three, earned his reputation in his lifetime as a rigorous and demanding conductor of orchestras and gradually after his death in 1911 as the composer of ten or eleven, depending on whether one includes Das Lied von der Erde, massive symphonies and three or four sets of orchestra songs.

Mahler availed himself of large-scale fugal procedure three times in his symphonies – in the Rondo-Finale of his Fifth Symphony (1902), in the choral Veni Creator Spiritus of his Eighth Symphony (1908), and in the third-movement Burlesk of his Ninth Symphony (1909). Mahler’s Rondo-Finale has the same function in his Fifth Symphony as the concluding Lento does in d’Indy’s Second Symphony – celebrating the passage from the melancholy “Dark Night of the Soul” to redemptive illumination. Mahler wrote his Fifth to celebrate his marriage, after a stormy courtship, to Alma Schindler and his Rondo-Finale does so extravagantly with a type of knowing, “see what I can do” virtuosity during the course of which, to revert to the organist’s vocabulary, he pulls out all the stops. As Michael Kennedy writes in his 1974 study of the composer: “It is a brilliant display combining fugue and rondo, the main theme assembled from fragments hinted at the start, each theme emerging effortlessly from its predecessor, the Adagietto theme [of the preceding movement] made joyous in a quick tempo.” Mahler, Kennedy writes, “had a sense of fun.” Kurt Blaukopf, in his study of Mahler (1969), traces the inspiration of the movement to the summer of 1900: “On a walk through the woods… Mahler and some friends came upon a country fair, with barrel organs blaring from all the roundabouts, swings, shooting-booths and Punch-and-Judy shows, mixed with the strains of a military band and a male choir, all of which on that clearing, ‘regardless of
one another produced an incredible noise.’” Mahler is supposed to have said, “That’s polyphony.”

Blaukopf’s anecdote communicates with the anthropological “theory of fugue” being developed in this essay and its precursor. In the previous essay to this one, we argued that fugue consolidated itself during the social conflict and civilizational breakdown of the Thirty Years War – the religious conflict that saw a one-third reduction in the population of Northern Europe. We argued that fugue represented the characteristic phases of civic dissolution and social crisis that were characteristic of the period. Carnivals and fairs also mimic dissolution and crisis, but in safety so that the intense emotions provoked by the situation can be experienced in joy rather than in fear. Mahler’s remark – “That’s polyphony” – suggests that he intuited these same connections. Interestingly the basic meaning of the word polyphony is “many voices,” as of a crowd, either boisterous or angry.

In the Eighth Symphony (1906), Mahler uses fugue to evoke the psychic intensity of religious exaltation. The Eighth is a choral-orchestral symphony in two parts – the opening Veni Creator Spiritus (“Come, Creator-Spirit”) based on a medieval hymn and the following, much longer, setting of the final scene of Goethe’s Faust, Part II. The outstanding fugal passage – it is in fact a fully worked-through double fugue – comes in the first part, the Veni Creator, beginning at the words “accende lumen sensibus.” (The moment comes at 12.20 into the clip.) Kennedy writes, “This movement has an irresistible vitality, rushing headlong to its apotheosis.” In the Ninth Symphony (1909), Mahler reverts to purely instrumental forces. Commentators invariably cite the work as having profound autobiographical connotations, which it undoubtedly does: Mahler’s marriage was failing; his health was deteriorating – the Ninth is “dark” in comparison with the Eighth. The third of four movements, the Rondo-Burleske, has the form of a prelude-and-double-fugue, but if Mahler were conjuring the spirit of Bach he would be doing so in a mood of ironic grotesquery. The label “burlesque” implies as much. Mahler’s Rondo-Burleske anticipates the fugues and fugal passages of Paul Hindemith (1895 – 1963) and Dmitri Shostakovich (1906 – 1975), especially the latter’s.

Like Mahler, Strauss was a virtuoso of orchestral counterpoint, in whose compositions every variety of fugue and fugato writing appears. Strauss’s mastery of fugato or fugue-like writing that falls short of rigorous fugal procedure appears to great effect in the “Battle” section (beginning at 1.40 into the clip) of the tone-poem Ein Heldenleben or A Hero’s Life (1899). In its instrumental textures, all clashing, independent lines, the “Battle” resembles Mahler’s Rondo-Burleske not a little. Strauss gives listeners a proper fugue in the most famous of his tone-poems, Also Sprach Zarathustra (1896). The “Science Fugue” is noteworthy for being based on a theme that contains all twelve notes of the chromatic scale. As much as Mahler was in the Rondo-Finale of the Fifth Symphony, Strauss is here demonstrating his craft and deftness, as if daring other composers to show him up. Only Strauss could outdo Strauss, however, which he went on to do in the autobiographical-programmatic Sinfonia Domestica (1903). The Sinfonia allegedly gives an account – in purely instrumental terms – of a single day in the Strauss family household. The final section of the Sinfonia, entitled “Awakening and Merry Dispute,” purports (very plausibly) to depict the late-night awakening of the youngest child, an argument between husband and wife as to whose turn it is to see to the baby, and their reconciliation once the baby is quieted – all in the form of a magnificent triple fugue. Strauss’s triple fugue is close in its comedic aplomb and tongue-in-cheek fun-making to Mahler’s Rondo-Finale. Strauss’s triple fugue also once again illustrates the relation of fugal procedure to the idea of crisis – here a mere domestic one, amorously resolved after the stretto.

When the Japanese government invited Strauss to contribute a new score to the celebration of 2000 years of the Japanese Kingdom, the composer produced a free-standing orchestral prelude-and-fugue under the generic label Japanische Festmusik (1940). Fugal elements are prominent in the third-movement Finale of the first of the two Sonatinas (so-called) for sixteen wind instruments that Strauss composed in the Indian summer of his compositional career just after World War II.

The case of Reger is a peculiar one: Tremendously productive although short-lived (a mere forty-three at his death – seven years younger than Mahler at his death), Reger synthesized baroque practice with the expanded harmonic vocabulary and novel instrumental resources of the fin-de-siècle, while also carrying on the composer-performer tradition that had been marked out by Franz Liszt. One exaggerates only slightly in claiming that hardly anything that Reger composed was not fugal or a fugue. Reger made particularly his own the convention of variations-with-fugue, composing sets of them (ceaselessly, it seems) for all genres – piano or organ solo, chamber ensemble, orchestra, and chorus-with-orchestra. Sometimes he formalized the variations as a passacaglia, one of his favorite devices along with fugue, or as a “fantasy.” From Reger’s early creativity for organ solo is, as might be expected, a Fantasy and Fugue on B.A.C.H. (Op. 46), quite as maniacal, and even more densely textured, than Liszt’s under the same title. From roughly the same period comes the Toccata and Fugue in D-Minor (Op. 59), challenging Bach on his own turf. Exploiting the organ’s ability to imitate symphonic resources, Reger wrote his Introduction, Passacaglia, and Fugue in E Minor (Op. 127), in 1913. For piano, Reger wrote his variation-and-fugue sets on Bach (Op. 81), Beethoven (Op. 86), and Telemann (Op. 183). The Beethoven Variations also exist in a version for orchestra and makes an imperssive triptych with the Variations and Fugue on a Theme by Johann Adam Hiller for Orchestra Op. 100 (1907) and the Variations and Fugue on a Theme by Mozart Op. 132 (1914).

Perhaps a small dose of Reger goes a long way for casual listeners. Nevertheless there is something fascinating in the relentlessness with which Reger goes about developing his basic materials – and in the Hiller and Mozart scores particularly he approaches the freedom in felicity of Strauss.

I omit any discussion of Russian counterpoint in the Twentieth Century although fugue had a great master during the Soviet period. Let us postpone the matter of Dmitri Shostakovich until another occasion. I should like to bring the present survey to conclusion with a consideration of the Hungarian composer Béla Bartók (1881 – 1945), who, like Strauss and Reger, has links to Liszt, but whose music sounds much more “modern” than theirs – leaner in orchestration and less prone to rhetoric. Bartók chooses to begin his four-movement Music for Strings, Percussion, and Celesta (1936) with a slow fugue (Andante Tranquillo) in what his commentators usually call his Nachtmusik- or “Night-Music” style. The theme, as in the case of Strauss’s “Science” fugue, is heavily chromatic; the atmosphere is shadowy, heavy with implication, and phantasmagoric. Bartók chooses to conclude his Piano Concerto No.3 (1945) with a third-movement Allegro Vivace in the form of a rondo with a central fugal section – the thematic material being based on Hungarian folksong.

It is in the fifth and final movement, marked Presto, of Bartók’s Concerto for Orchestra (1944), however, that we find what must be the fugal tour-de-force of the first half of the last century. As Halsey Stevens remarks in The Life and Music of Béla Bartók (1953) – speaking of the Concerto as a whole – “contrapuntal possibilities are motivating forces in Bartók’s choice of materials; it is sometimes surprising to find a theme which has apparently been conceived as an entity combining with itself in canon of all kinds, both rectus and inversus, and elaborate stretto, and to realize that this thematic adaptability is never adventitious.” Concerning the fifth movement, Stevens writes: “The finale reverts to the dance rhythms that appear in so many of Bartók’s larger works. Here the two principal ideas are a sort of ‘perpetual motion’ in the violins, out of whose ebullition numerous motives take form, and abroad fugue subject whose manipulations are extremely complex, embodying augmentation and diminution in several ratios, the expected inversion, and quadruple stretti.”

And yet there is something in Bartók’s fugue that Stevens, for all his technical competence, fails to hear – something that ties this fugue into our anthropological theory of fugue as the musical representation of a mimetic crisis of either the tragic or comic variety. The striking, folkloric motifs that eventually furnish the theme for Bartók’s virtuosic development have the rhythmic and harmonic characteristics of laughter. Now laughter itself, which has a range of possible meanings from the threatening to the ecstatic, is above all imitative: When one person laughs, supposing he laugh hard enough, other people begin to laugh with him, as though by contagion. Bartók’s laughter is not here sardonic or threatening; it is close to the ideal of laughter, as defined by Henri Bergson in his Essay on the Meaning of the Comic: The healthy laughter of a community, happy after the feast, that for a moment steps outside the rigidity of everyday life and enjoys the freedom of the carnival – even to seeing the ridiculousness in its own usual bourgeois priggishness. This type of laughter – and this type of fugue – is an access of grace. That Bartók could have written these remarkable pages while dying of leukemia makes them all the more necessary and astonishing.
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Christianity is Serious Business



Proph, at the Orthosphere writes:
The modern mind cannot be evangelized:
The Gospel is the “good news” of the saving death of Jesus Christ: but it is totally unintelligible to people who have neither heard nor intuit the “bad news” of sin and the Fall. Such an intuition came more easily to earlier generations whose minds were unencumbered by blank-slate nonsense and whose understanding of the poverty of their spiritual condition was made possible by the poverty of their material condition; to the ears of the modern public-schooled 32-year-old bachelor with a state-financed bachelor’s degree in communications, it sounds like irrelevant fantasy.

How do you evangelize under these circumstances? I don’t know, and I suspect you simply don’t. The modern cannot be evangelized; he is incapable of such a thing, at least incapable under his own power. If and only if he repents of his errors, if God gives him the grace to repent of his errors, can he be evangelized — but then he will, by definition, no longer be a modern.
I agree with him.

In fact, I am more pessimistic than him regarding the acceptance of the "good news." In my recent visit to New York, we were discussing the return to religion, mainly to Catholicism, after declaring oneself an atheist.

I said that an atheist, should he return to Christianity, will never be a "perfect" Christian, and would be spending the rest of his life making amends to God for having willingly abandoned, or rejected, God some time in his adult life. This is very different from a Christian who never abandoned God, and doesn't have to expiate that terrible sin. Instead, he can innocently pursue the joyful, guilt-free worship of God.

But the ways of the world, and of God, are mysterious. There is nothing to stop a "returned" Christian from getting better favors from God. As his messenger, through example.

Human beings should thus never give up on themsevles, and on the mercy, and calling of God. Each day is a surprise, and an expectation.

By the way. the banner that the Orthosphere uses for its wesbsite is a cropped version of Guido Reni's Archangel Michael:


The Archangel Michael defeating Satan
Artist: Guido Reni (1575-1642)
Painting Completion Date: 1635
Technique: oil
Material: canvas
Dimensions: 293 x 202 cm
Gallery: Private Collection
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Monday, August 12, 2013

Washington in New York City


"Evacuation day" and Washington's triumphal entry in New York City, Nov. 25th, 1783.
Lithograph by E. P. & L. Restein, 1879.


Image Source: Library of Congress
Digital ID: (digital file from original print) pga 02468 h
Reproduction Number: LC-DIG-pga-02468 (digital file from original print) LC-USZC4-737 (color film copy transparency) LC-USZ62-3915 (b&w film copy neg.) LC-USZCN4-213 (color film copy neg.)
Repository: Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division Washington, D.C. 20540 USA
Summary: Print showing George Washington and other military officers riding on horseback along street, spectators line the street, others observe from windows.

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Update:

I found a brochure describing Washington's presence in New York titled: George Washington's New York. It is a thirteen page description, and includes Bowling Green, Fraunces Tavern and St. Paul's Chapel, amongst others.

Here is the link to the brochure.

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I got interested in George Washington from Lawrence Auster's posts at View From the Right. One of his most memobrable was George Washington's Birthday, which he wrote on February 22, 2004, with life-like busts of Washington posted in the article. (Here is a link to all the articles posted on VFR on Washington).
That the Father of the United States of America was one of the greatest men who ever lived, who impressed on this country his character, his prudence and far-seeing political wisdom, his extraordinary personal force modulated by his mildness and self-control, his dedication to classical ideals of honor and patriotism combined with his future-oriented grasp of an expanding America, his profoundly felt sense of America’s reliance on the protection and guidance of Divine Providence (and not just Providence, but Jesus Christ, as can be seen in his 1789 proclamation of a national day of thanksgiving), and his deeply experienced vision of the national Union, is something that we are still receiving the benefits of to this day, in myriad and incalculable ways, even in the midst of our current decadence, and even if we ourselves don’t know it and don’t care. (Author: Lawrence Auster, View From the Right)
I commented on Washington's Birthday, here at Reclaiming Beauty, in a post titles: Larry Auster and Reclaiming Beauty:
Although Larry Auster didn't directly write about beauty, his work is infused with the desire to bring beauty back into our world.

One of the most memorable posts he did on art (and beauty) was his reaction to a bust of George Washington. The image of the bust he has posted is huge and takes up the whole screen, so that we, like him, can have as close a look at it as possible.
I plan to trace Washington's presence in New York during my forthcoming visit to the city.

I got this from various sources, but here is my itinerary:

1. Fraunces Tavern:
54 Pearl St.
[T]he tavern served as George Washington's final residence during the week following the evacuation of the British troops in 1783. It was here that he ceremoniously bade farewell to his officers, marking the final stage of the Revolutionary War.
[Source: The New York Preservation Archive Project]
2. St. Paul’s Chapel
209 Broadway, between Fulton and Vesey
On his inaugural day, Washington, along with members of Congress, worshiped at St. Paul’s Chapel. Washington had previously worshiped there in 1776 prior to retreating from the City and continued to do so during his tenure as President in New York. Washington’s marked off and commemorated with an eighteenth-century oil painting of the Great Seal of the United States.
[Source: Untapped Cities]
3. Bowling Green Park
Broadway and Whitehall
On July 9, 1776, after the Declaration of Independence was read to Washington's troops at the current site of City Hall, local Sons of Liberty rushed down Broadway to Bowling Green, where they toppled the statue [a gilded lead equestrian statue of King George III].
[Source: Wikipedia]
- Related: Site of the Charging Bull Sculpture

4. Federal Hall
26 Wall St.
On April 30, 1789, the inaugural ceremony took place on the balcony of Federal Hall in New York City,[7] then the first US Capitol and the first site where the 1st United States Congress met.[Source: Wikipedia]
Federal Hall, built in 1700 as New York's City Hall, later served as the first capitol building of the United States of America under the Constitution, and was the site of George Washington's inauguration as the first President of the United States. It was also where the United States Bill of Rights was introduced in the First Congress. The building was demolished in 1812.
[Source: Wikipedia]
- Related: Washington's inaugural address: Transcript

5. Brooklyn Bridge:
The Samuel Osgood House (demolished), also known as the Walter Franklin House, was a mansion at the northeast corner of Pearl and Cherry Streets in Manhattan. It served as the first Presidential Mansion, housing George Washington, his family, and household staff, from April 23, 1789 to February 23, 1790, during New York City's two-year term as the national capital.
[Source: Wikipedia]

The site of 1 Cherry Street (right under the south side of the Brooklyn Bridge) is just north of the east side of Pearl and Dover Streets. On April 30th, 1899, the Mary Washington Colonial Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution placed a plaque commemorating George Washington's first Presidential Mansion, on an anchorage supporting one of the big stone arches on the south side of the Brooklyn Bridge (opened in 1883). The plaque is basically not visible to the public these days, both because of steelwork attached to support the bridge and a metal fence that the Department of Transportation put up after 9-11 for security reasons [Source: NY-BUS.com - "Learn about NYC's past by riding NYC's public buses in the present."].
6. The Alexander Macomb House
39 Broadway at Bowling Green
Demands upon the hospitality of the first Presidential Mansion were constantly increasing, and at best space was lacking for the comfortable accommodation of the family and entourage of the President. So, after 10 months' residence in the Franklin House, a larger Executive Mansion was secured. The Macomb House, recently vacated by the French minister, was secured and became known as the Mansion House. This was the finest house in the city and in the most fashionable quarter, located at 39 Broadway, a short distance from Trinity Church. The rear windows commanded an extended view of the Hudson River and the Jersey shore.

The President personally supervised a great part of the moving and the putting up of furniture, which he supplemented by purchasing from the French minister the large mirrors in the drawing room "and other things particularly suited to the rooms in which he found them." A stable was built at the President's personal expense, to accommodate his favorite horses and cream colored coach, which was embellished with his coat of arms and the "Four Seasons."

While living in this house the President received the Key of the Bastille, which afterwards hung in a glass case on the wall, and which is now at Mount Vernon. It was sent by Lafayette with the message: "That the principles of America opened the Bastille is not to be doubted, therefore the Key comes to the right place."

Six months after the removal of the President's family to the Mansion House another move became imminent, due to the transfer of the Capital to Philadelphia. The New York Assembly was building a Presidential Mansion but, with the loss of the Capital, it was, of course, doomed to disuse as such.

The city of Philadelphia, upon securing the temporary Capital, proudly erected a Presidential Mansion there, but it was so large that the President refused to occupy it, and it became the early home of the University of Pennsylvania. It was located on the spot where the post office now stands.
[Source: Marshall Davies Lloyd, author of: Polybius and the Founding Fathers: the Separation of Powers, and partial C.V.]
7. Van Cortland House
215 East 71st Street, between 2nd & 3rd Avenues
The Van Cortlandt House Museum, also known as Frederick Van Cortlandt House or Van Cortlandt House, is the oldest building in The Bronx, New York City. The house was built by Frederick Van Cortlandt (1699 – 1749) in 1748 as a mansion for the Van Cortlandt family. It was built in Yonkers, of fieldstone and in the Georgian style. He died before its completion and willed it to his son, James Van Cortlandt (1727 – 1781)...

The house was used during the Revolutionary War by Rochambeau, Lafayette, and Washington.[Source: The National Society of Colonial Dames in the State of New York]
8. The George Washington Bridge
Washington Heights, Fort Lee
Groundbreaking for the new bridge began in October 1927, a project of the Port of New York Authority. Its chief engineer was Othmar Ammann, with Cass Gilbert as architect...The bridge was initially named the "Hudson River Bridge." The bridge is near the sites of Fort Washington (in New York) and Fort Lee (in New Jersey), which were fortified positions used by General Washington and his American forces in his unsuccessful attempt to deter the British occupation of New York City in 1776 during the American Revolutionary War. Washington evacuated Manhattan by crossing between the two forts. In 1910 the Washington Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution erected a stone monument to the Battle of Fort Washington. The monument is located about 100 yards (91 m) northeast of the Little Red Lighthouse, up the hill towards the eastern bridge anchorage.
[Source: Wikipedia]
George Washington Bridge, vehicular suspension bridge crossing the Hudson River, U.S., between The Palisades park near Fort Lee, N.J., and Manhattan island, New York City (between 178th and 179th streets). The original structure was built (1927–31) by the Swiss-born engineer Othmar H. Ammann according to the modified designs of architect Cass Gilbert. It was constructed to carry eight lanes of traffic. A lower deck with six more traffic lanes was added in 1958–62, along with a modernistic bus terminal on the Manhattan side (designed by Pier Luigi Nervi).

When first built, the main span of 3,500 feet (1,067 m) doubled the record for suspension bridges. Overall, the bridge now extends 4,760 feet (1,450 m) between anchorages, with the decks 115 feet (35 m) and 212 feet (65 m) above mean high water and the lattice-steel towers rising 604 feet (184 m) high above the water. On the New York side the tower stands on land; on the New Jersey side the tower rises out of the river 76 feet (23 m) from shore. The bridge was built and is operated by the Port of New York Authority.
[Source: Encyclopedia Britannica]
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