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SALUTES: MarchMany sculptures in Manhattan are linked to important dates in U.S. or world history. Here are a few for March.
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* Honey Bear and Dancing Goat, ca. 1935. Central Park Zoo at opposite ends of the Penguin Building and Visitor's Service Building, 64th St. & Fifth Ave. (The Bear is just north of the Delacorte Clock and slightly west; the Goat is on the south side of the same building as the Bear.) Utterly charming: note the cheerful frogs around the Bear and ducks around the Goat.
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Sophie Loeb Fountain, 1936. Central Park, 76th St. off Fifth Ave.,
at James Michael Levin Playground. Illustrates characters from Alice in
Wonderland.
* Mother Goose, 1938. Central Park, Mary Harriman Rumsey Playground, near the East Drive and 72nd St.
Roth later served as president of the prestigious National Sculpture Society (http://www.nationalsculpture.org/nss/default.asp).
For more on Roth, see Proske, Brookgreen Gardens Sculpture (Brookgreen Gardens, SC, 1968) I, 165-8.
* Justice. Unknown artist, ca. 1887. Copper sheets over an armature (like the Statue of Liberty), painted white. Cupola of City Hall, facing south.
Justice holds in her right hand an unsheathed sword, in her left the traditional balance. She's often shown blindfolded (to symbolize fair and equal administration of justice to all), but a number of statues exist where her eyes are wide open; this is one of them.
In August 1858, New York celebrated the completion of a transatlantic cable (which failed in September, and was not reconnected until 1866) with a fireworks display so exuberant that the cupola of City Hall caught fire. A blindfolded Justice crashed down through the burning roof. A new wooden Justice soon rotted, to be replaced in 1887 by this one of painted copper. The current statue was mass-produced in Ohio from the work of an anonymous artist.
Literally and metaphorically, Justice had her back turned on the Manhattan courthouse where Martha Stewart was recently convicted. Ms. Stewart may or may not have acted illegally. But the government's choice to spend so much time and money investigating and prosecuting her - rather than people who are clearly a threat to lives and property - demonstrates priorities so misplaced that that they must be based ultimately on a profoundly flawed idea of justice.
Some food for thought on the Stewart trial:
“Martha and the Tall Poppies,” by Robert Tracinski, http://www.aynrand.org/medialink/marthastewarttrial.shtml
And on justice in general:
"Justice consists first not in condemning, but in admiring - and then in expressing one's admiration explicitly and in fighting for those one admires. It consists first in acknowledging the good; intellectually, in reaching an objective moral verdict; then existentially, in defending the good - speaking out, making one's verdict known, championing publicly the men who are rational .... What counts in life are the men who support life. They are the men who struggle unremittingly, often heroically, to achieve values. They are the Atlases whom mankind needs desperately, and who in turn desperately need the recognition - specifically, the moral recognition - to which they are entitled. They need to feel, while carrying the world on their shoulders, that they are living in a human society and that the burden is worth carrying." - Leonard Peikoff, Objectivism: The Philosophy of Ayn Rand, pp. 284-5 (paperback).
On the City Hall Justice, see Burrows & Wallace, Gotham p. 676, and Gayle & Cohen, The Art Commission and the Municipal Art Society Guide to Manhattan’s Outdoor Sculpture pp. 43-44.
March 22, 1832: death of
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe* Goethe by Karl Fischer, designed ca. 1832; this is a 20th-c. copy in bronze of the original iron-and-copper piece. Bryant Park, between Fifth and Sixth Avenues, near 40th Street (just east of the carousel).
Goethe’s Sorrows of Young Werther, 1774, was an inspiration to romantic writers throughout Europe. Although by the end of the eighteenth century Goethe himself was praising classicism, Part 1 of Faust, published in 1808, was a landmark in romantic art. In part 2 of Faust, published the year of Goethe’s death, he symbolically reconciled the romantic and classical styles in the union of Faust and Helena.
All of Faust, in an English translation by George Madison Priest, is available at http://www.levity.com/alchemy/faustidx.html . Here’s a short excerpt from Part 2 (published the year Goethe died), included here because it’s a gem of a description--not of a truly learned man, but of a mind so concrete-bound that it can’t think beyond what’s directly visible.
I see the learned man in what you say!
What you don't touch, for you lies miles away;
What you don't grasp, is wholly lost to you;
What you don't reckon, you believe not true;
What you don't weigh, that has for you no weight;
What you don't coin, you're sure is counterfeit.
While reading up on Goethe, I also found his startlingly modern “Prometheus,” the writing of a disgruntled theist rather than an atheist. The German original and English translation appear at http://www.freeinquiry.com/prometheus.html .
“Prometheus”
Cover your
heavens, Zeus,
with gauzy clouds,
and practice, like a boy
who beheads thistles,
on the oaks and peaks of mountains;
but you must allow
my world to stand,
and my hut, which you did not build,
and my hearth,
whose glow
you envy me.
I know
nothing more shabby
under the sun, than you gods!
You wretchedly nourish,
from offerings
and the breath of prayers,
your majesty;
And you would starve, were
children and beggars not
such hopeful fools.
When I was a
child
I did not know in from out;
I turned my confused eyes
to the sun, as if above it there were
an ear to hear my laments -
a heart like mine
that would pity the oppressed.
Who helped
me
against the pride of the titans?
Who rescued me from death -
from slavery?
Did you not accomplish it all yourself,
my sacred, glowing heart?
Yet did you not glow with ardent and youthful goodness,
deceived, and full of gratitude
to the sleepers above?
I, honor
you? Why?
Have you ever alleviated the pain
of one who is oppressed?
Have you ever quieted the tears
of one who is distressed?
Was I not forged into a man
by all-mighty Time
and eternal Fate,
my masters and yours?
You were
deluded if you thought
I should hate life
and fly into the wilderness
because not all of my
budding dreams blossomed.
Here I will
sit, forming men
after my own image.
It will be a race like me,
to suffer, to weep,
to enjoy and to rejoice,
and to pay no attention to you,
as I do!
Goethe is buried in Weimar near his friend Schiller, whose bust near the bandshell in Central Park.
March 24, 1844: Death of
Albert Bertel Thorvaldsen* Self-Portrait by Thorvaldsen, 1894; copy in bronze of a marble original of 1839. Central Park, off Fifth Ave. at 96th St., on a wooded hill where the 96th-St. Traverse meets Fifth Ave.
Thorvaldsen (1770-1844), little known today, was the most famous European sculptor in the decades following Canova’s death (1822). In 1797 Thorvaldsen traveled on a fellowship from his native Denmark to Rome, and there he remained for over forty years. “Thorvaldsen quickly became Rome’s most admired artist,” wrote Rosenblum and Janson, “and his studio, with its display of original plasters, was a pilgrimage goal for countless prominent visitors as well as aspiring artists.” (Nineteenth-Century Art, p. 191).
Thorvaldsen produced more than 90 freestanding sculptures, over 150 portrait busts, and some 300 reliefs in marble and bronze. To classical archeologists (you know you’re out there), he’s familiar as the man who did the original restorations of the sculptures found at the Temple of Aphaia at Aegina. The restorations have since been removed, which is certainly better for the historical accuracy of the sculptures (Thorvaldsen was an artist, not a student of Archaic Greek art), but a loss for the history of classical studies and the history of 19th-century sculpture.
The plaster originals for many of the sculptor’s works are in the Thorvaldsen Museum in Copenhagen, whose website is regrettably short of images. For links to museums that do have his works, visit www.ArtCyclopedia.com and search for “Thorvaldsen.”
This sculpture shows Thorvaldsen as a sculptor, wearing a workman’s shirt, leggings, and slippers, and holding a chisel and mallet. His elbow rests on one of his own sculptures, a figure of Hope. On the pedestal appear copies of two of his best known reliefs, Night and Day.
The only other outdoor work by Thorvaldsen in Manhattan is a zinc copy of his Hebe (Youth) atop the Temperance Fountain in Tompkins Square Park.
March 26, 1827: Death of
Beethoven* Beethoven, by Henry Bearer. Central Park Mall, opposite the band shell. The figure in front, holding a lyre, is the Genius of Music.
What you ought to have gotten by clicking on this Salute is the Emperor Concerto in quadraphonic sound. Since I lack the technical ability to make that happen, I’ll give you instead the estimate of the eminent Grove Dictionary of Music and Musicians on Beethoven:
From his success at combining tradition and exploration and personal expression he came to be regarded as the dominant musical figure of the nineteenth century, and scarcely any significant composer since his time has escaped his influence or failed to acknowledge it. For the respect his works have commanded of musicians, and the popularity they have enjoyed among wider audiences, he is probably the most admired composer in the history of Western music. (2nd ed., vol. 3, p. 73)
And, since I did a Salute to Goethe a few days ago, here’s Goethe’s comment on Beethoven:
His talent amazed me; unfortunately he is an utterly untamed personality, who is not altogether in the wrong in holding the world to be detestable but surely does not make it any the more enjoyable either for himself or for others by his attitude. He is easily excused, on the other hand, and much to be pitied, as his hearing is leaving him, which perhaps mars the musical part of his nature less than the social. (ibid., p. 86)
In researching this Salute to Beethoven, I was vividly reminded that artists (like Hollywood actors) can produce remarkable work, even though their explicit philosophy is defective, depraved or startlingly superficial. To make the point, here’s a mixed bag of Beethoven quotes gathered from a Google search:
Music, verily, is the mediator between intellectual and sensuous life... the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.
I have never thought of writing for reputation and honor. What I have in my heart must come out; that is the reason why I compose.
I shall seize Fate by the throat; it shall certainly not bend and crush me completely.
When I open my eyes I must sigh, for what I see is contrary to my religion, and I must despise the world which does not know that music is a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy.
To play without passion is inexcusable!
Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.
Nothing is more intolerable than to have to admit to yourself your own errors.
Only the pure in heart can make a good soup.
Recommend virtue to your children; it alone, not money, can make them happy. I speak from experience.
The barriers are not erected which can say to aspiring talents and industry, "Thus far and no farther."
What you are, you are by accident of birth; what I am, I am by myself. There are and will be a thousand princes; there is only one Beethoven.
Concerts in Central Park were popular with the city’s German-American immigrants. The Beethoven Mannerchoir, which often performed there, commissioned this monument to Beethoven in 1884. Bearer later sculpted a similar bust for Prospect Park’s Concert Grove (near the Wollman Skating Rink).
* Abraham Lincoln, by Henry Kirke Brown, 1868. North end of Union Square, near 16th St.
In March 1863, the third year of the Civil War was about to begin, and with Union volunteers reduced to a trickle, Lincoln had signed the Conscription Act authorizing the draft. Clement Vallandigham, a prominent “Copperhead” politician (a.k.a. a “Peace Democrat” or Southern sympathizer) closed a rousing speech in New York City with an exhortation to fellow Democrats: “He denied that we owe any obedience to our conscription act … We are under no obligation to respond beyond the limits of law constitutionally enacted” (reported in the New York Times). Two months later in Ohio, Vallandigham told another crowd that the war was “wicked, cruel and unnecessary – a war not being waged for the preservation of the Union, but for the purpose of crushing out liberty and establishing a despotism – a war for the freedom of the blacks and the enslaving of the whites.”
The governor of the Military Department of the Ohio (which included the state of Kentucky, a front-line zone) promptly arrested Vallandigham and had him court-martialed. He was sentenced to close confinement in (horrors!) Boston. Vallandigham’s lawyer requested a writ of habeas corpus, which would have brought Vallandigham before a civilian court. The petition was denied.
Lincoln, who had a sense of humor as well as a canny political mind, transmuted Vallandigham's sentence, ordering that he spend the duration of the war in the Confederacy. Writing in June 1863 to the irate Albany Democratic Committee, Lincoln explained:
“[H]e who dissuades one man from volunteering, or induces one soldier to desert, weakens the Union cause as much as he who kills a Union soldier in battle. Yet this dissuasion or inducement may be so conducted as to be no defined crime of which any civil court would take cognizance.
Ours is a case of rebellion – so called by the resolutions before me – in fact, a clear, flagrant, and gigantic case of rebellion: and the provision of the Constitution that ‘the privilege of the writ of habeas corpus shall not be suspended, unless when, in cases of rebellion or invasion, the public safety may require it,’ is the provision which specially applies to our present case. …
[Mr. Vallandigham] was not arrested because he was damaging the political prospects of the Administration, or the personal interests of the Commanding-General, but because he was damaging the army, upon the existence and vigor of which the life of the nation depends. He was warring upon the military, and this gave the military constitutional jurisdiction to lay hands upon him. …
I can no more be persuaded that the Government can constitutionally take no strong measures in time of rebellion, because it can be shown that the same could not be lawfully taken in time of peace, than I can be persuaded that a particular drug is not good medicine for a sick man, because it can be shown not to be good food for a well one.”
Vallandigham promptly fled the South for Niagara Falls, and by mid-1864 had resumed his political life, without any interference from the Lincoln administration.
Vallandigham’s arrest was a cause celebre at the time, although it turned out to be of negligible consequence to the outcome of the war. But it does raise some fascinating questions that are still worthy of debate. Are there limits to free speech when a country is at war, rather than at peace? Do civilians ever fall under military jurisdiction? Can a government established to protect individual rights temporarily abrogate those rights, if the very existence of the government is at stake – if some citizens are attempting to overthrow the government by force, rather than by the means established in the Constitution?
Henry Kirke Brown also did the equestrian George Washington at the south side of Union Square. For more on this sculpture, see Outdoor Monuments of Manhattan.
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