Hudson River Park, languor and vigor

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We wandered through Hudson River Park along the West 20’s and 30’s on Sunday afternoon, intermittently dodging the distractions of speedy human-powered wheeled traffic (much of the pedestrian path remains to be built), construction equipment, the banshee screams of jet helicopters alighting and flying off only feet from the path, and the monstrous hulks of deteriorating piers, including one still used by the city as a towed-vehicle pound.
It will be a magnificent park when it’s completed, as long as we are able to maintain its beauty and its comforts, but under the present circumstances our Sunday walk had to be mostly about checking on its progress since our last venture so far west.
Yet we were still able to enjoy the richness of the small life forms and still-life forms installed where the harbor’s waters wash or beat the shore of our narrow urban world. We checked the odometer on Paul Ramirez-Jonas’s installation, “Long Time“, but were disappointed to find the wheel itself was quite still at the moment, poised somewhere between the force of the rising tide and the current of the river.
At the edge of a blocks-long reserve composed of a landscaped thicket designed to reintroduce the rich natural history of the Hudson estuary, we watched a Monarch butterfly and two dancing white moths. We saw and heard many birds but it was the tiny female or immature male Painted Bunting* which I’ll remember most. No turkeys, deer or coyotes that day. We also heard and watched the surf throw spray up through a long grate on the edge of the walkway. I captured an image of a bit of the spume washing over the outstretched branches of two hardy plants eager to reach more of the light of the afternoon sun, but the animal life on the edge of the river was even less willing to wait for my camera.

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in the low afternoon sun of September the little guy didn’t look at all like most of the images I found on line, but instead was more like a wren-size fluffy ball of chartreuse and, if I might exaggerate a bit, nearly as bright as Sweetpea

Kissinger to be Grand Marshall of Steuben Day Parade

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the Realpolitiker‘s very favorite Tracht

UPDATE: For concerned citizens of the world who might find the information useful, I’ve learned that Kissinger is expected to speak at the Parade Gala Benefit Banquet scheduled for 7 o’clock tonight, Friday, at the New York Hilton & Towers, 1335 Sixth Avenue, between 53rd and 54th Streets.

Would somebody please tell the folks behind New York’s German American Steuben Parade that having Henry Kissinger as a grand marshal is not cool at all. The kind of war crimes for which this man is wanted by governments in a number countries all over the world may be very American these days, but that doesn’t mean any ethnic group should be proud to be associated with their author, even if it has a tenuous relationship with the land of his birth.
I’m an American of unmixed German ancestry going back generations, I’ve studied U.S. and German history, and I’ve studied and lived here and in Deutschland, so I might be given some leave to say that I suspect the folks living in what the chairman of Saturday’s event calls the “alte Heimat” would not be so thick as some of their cousins over here seem to be. German Germans also generally know their history pretty well – for significant historical and moral reasons.
The big event is scheduled for this Saturday. I have to be in Greenpoint that afternoon, or I’d be there physically to remind him that not all of us have forgotten what he’s done. The parade starts at noon, and runs uptown on Fifth Avenue, starting at 63 Street and ending at 86 Street. I’m not sure how these thing work, that is, I don’t know where a so-called Grand Marshal might best be spotted, but there is a reviewing stand somewhere along the route of the march.
Tchuss!

[David Levine image from The Corsair]

the Chelsea Symphony is super!

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supernal music between the altar and the first pew

Barry and I are big fans of the two-year-old Chelsea Symphony. It has little to do with allegiance to a home team, even if that’s what got us into the little German Church around the corner the first time. There were also at least two other connections: One of our neighbors, Blair Lawhead, is a superb violinist who plays with the group and Louise Fishman, who also lives across the hall and had beaten us to a performance, has since lent an image of one of her magnificent paintings to animate the orchestra’s posters. It seemed like everyone in the building, including the doormen and porters, knew about our local band of players before Barry and I heard them for the first time.
This summer, through the generosity of another neighbor, David Shear, a string quartet composed of musicians from the Orchestra was engaged to play as part of our annual garden party. Wow. Now that’s a home team.
Since first attending a concert last summer, we’ve found it almost impossible to miss any of their appearances. Yes, they’re that good; they’re very good – but there’s even more to like.
I started out in the Midwest a long time ago with a passion for serious music almost from the very beginning. I’ve now lived and traveled over much of the world, during which time I’ve enjoyed some magnificent orchestras I’ve attended (with pleasure, but often with too much wincing) more than most people’s share of performances by smaller, less professional ensembles. When I’m home I’m surrounded by thousands of LPs and CDs, for the most part “classical” recordings of music stretching from ancient Greece to the day before yesterday. They are mostly professional ensembles and the majority are on commercial labels.
But to be in a modest-sized hall with this Mozart-sized company of well-rehearsed, enthusiastic and gifted young artists lifts the spirit in ways an orchestra like the New York Philharmonic never can. Yes, tears will happen. And perhaps to top it off, there’s at least one piece of new music in each program – take that, Lincoln Center and Carnegie Hall programmers!
If New York has more living composers than there are music programs open to them, there are also far more great musicians and conductors than there are seats or podiums available in the orchestras. Some of these composers and performers still believe in symphonic music and some of them are stubborn enough and creative enough to take things into their own hands and do something about it. Some of them have founded, or found a home in, the Chelsea Symphony.
I highly recommend this concert experience, regardless of what your previous commitment to classical music may be, even if doing so might make it harder for me to ever find a seat again only a dozen feet from the conductor.
This is an excerpt from the Wikipedia entry for the Chelsea Symphony:

The Chelsea Symphony is an orchestra noted for its uniquely fluid hierarchy. Based in New York City, The Chelsea Symphony’s members rotate as the ensemble’s own conductors, composers, and soloists. Each season, every conductor conducts a complete symphonic program with the group; each composer has a new work performed by the full orchestra; and every soloist performs a featured piece with the entire ensemble. The Chelsea Symphony gives most of its concerts at the German Church of St. Paul’s.

There will be performances this Saturday at 8 and Sunday at 3, in St. Paul’s Church at 315 W 22 Street (just west of 8 Avenue).
Saturday at 8:
Debussy Prelude to the Afternoon of the Faun (Don Lawhead conducting)
Haydn Cello Concerto in D Major (Mark Seto conducting, Michael Haas, cello)
Wagner Siegfried Idyll (Geoff Robson conducting)
Mozart Symphony 29 (Geoff Robson conducting)
Sunday at 3:
Strauss Concerto No. 1 for Horn (Mark Seto conducting, Katherine Smith, horn)
Wieniawski Fantasia on themes from Gounod’s Faust (Mark Seto conducting, Hanna Lachert, violin)
Wagner Siegfried Idyll (Geoff Robson conducting)
Mozart Symphony 29 (Geoff Robson conducting)

[image from Wikipedia]

Greenpoint public library benefit Saturday

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“Del Baldwin, Tence Massey and Anna Pope are preparing library books for circulation.”

Barry and I will be participating with Leah Stuhltrager as jurors in a benefit for the Greenpoint branch of the Brooklyn Public Library on Saturday. The event is being organized by Aileen Tat with the generous help of many others, including the artists donating work.
We love Greenpoint, and we love libraries. And I love this photograph.
Barry and I think the three of us will be awarding a prize or prizes to some of the artists represented in the sale. As Barry writes on his own site, “Show up and be shocked to see us outside before 2pm!”
In a totally baffling development which seems designed to frustrate all the volunteers involved in this project, the BPL central marketing department has told us that as bloggers the following information is all we are permitted to post:

The Greenpoint 100: Friends of the Greenpoint Library Artists’
Benefit
Saturday, September 15, 2007
11:00 am to 2:30 pm
At the Greenpoint Library
107 Norman Ave. @ Leonard St.
Brooklyn, NY 11222
For more information please call the library at 718-349-8504 or
email friendsofthegreenpointlibrary@gmail.com

[1878 image by unknown photographer, along with supplied caption, from wichitaphotos.org]

no roll call for our own victims, on 9/11 or any other day

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GUANTANAMO DELENDA EST!

It’s the eleventh of September again. Yes, it happens once a year. But I’m not interested in adding to the revanchisme stoked by every mention of the terrible events which occurred in my city six years ago. I am interested in the fact that even if we wanted to we would be unable to read a list of the names of the hundreds of thousands of people we have killed in the name of our own dead (many of whom were from countries other than the U.S.).
Moreover, the continuing shame of our concentration camps at Guantanamo and elsewhere in the world doesn’t seem to be worthy of the attention of many who actually do oppose the war in Iraq.
We are letting ourselves be ridden by fools, fanatics, politicians and arms suppliers – and those who profit from the evil mischief done in our name. The killing could stop, the camps could be closed and the terror could be defused, but not if we refuse to look at the world outside – and continue to let others exploit us.

[fabric color swatch, otherwise unrelated to Guantanamo, from froggtoggs]

“war on terrorism” is new McCarthyism: Gibran victim

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we have a history

Except to most of the poor citizen infantry of every description and every station which it has been enlisting for six years, the so-called “war on terror” has always been fundamentally about controlling the powerless – and sustaining the power of the powerful.
By 2001, after almost a century of the political and social distortions and perversions committed in the name of fighting what ordinary folk were told was their enemy both outside the country and in their midst, the dreaded “Red Terror” had melted away. The lies which had succeeded in destroying the American Left had to be remodeled. A new devil had to be invented. And surprise! The Arab/Muslim world, the new monolithic (conceptualized) enemy, showed up on our doorsteps just in time.
Fifty years ago Senator Joseph McCarthy had shown us exactly how to go about fighting our imaginary devils. Some New Yorkers seem to have taken their cues directly from the American witchhunt which managed to silence or send into exile, among so many others, Charlie Chaplin, W.E.B. DuBois, Clifford Odets, J. Robert Oppenheimer, Paul Robeson, Bertholt Brecht, Hans Eisler and Pete Seeger.
You’d think that after 230 years what is now the strongest and richest nation in the world might finally be able to stand up for its professed principles and stop crippling itself in regular paroxysms of fear about real or imagined enemies allegedly capable of undoing us all.
I’ve wanted to write something on this story since it first broke, but what I knew about its complexity discouraged me from trying to do so in any compact form. Maybe the controversy about a school’s conception and the form it was to assume had to be separated from what happened afterward.
Today the NYTimes carries a column on the Education page by Samuel C. Freedman, Columbia professor of journalism, which manages to assemble the basic facts and calmly describe the enormously-important issues involved. It’s an appalling story of a distinguished teacher and social activist being defamed and peremptorily removed from a public post because of a racist, cultist and nativist stupidity and hysteria driven by media and political operatives and bosses representing the most shameful political opportunism, or deliberate calculation.
And remember this is in the multicultural, polyglot, ethnic cornucopia of New York City. From Freedman’s piece in the Times:

�I hope it burns to the ground just like the towers did with all the students inside including school officials as well,� wrote an unidentified blogger on the Web site Modern Tribalist, a hub of anti-immigrant sentiment. A contributor identified as Dave responded, �Now Muslims will be able to learn how to become terrorists without leaving New York City.�
Not to be outdone, the conservative Web site Political Dishonesty carried this commentary on Feb. 14:
�Just think, instead of jocks, cheerleaders and nerds, there�s going to be the Taliban hanging out on the history hall, Al Qaeda hanging out by the gym, and Palestinians hanging out in the science labs. Hamas and Hezbollah studies will be the prerequisite classes for an Iranian physics. Maybe in gym they�ll learn how to wire their bomb vests and they�ll convert the football field to a terrorist training camp.�
Thus commenced the smear campaign against the Khalil Gibran International Academy and, specifically, Debbie Almontaser. For the next six months, from blogs to talk shows to cable networks to the right-wing press, the hysteria and hatred never ceased. Regrettably, it worked.
Ms. Almontaser resigned as principal earlier this month.

The school is designed to be entirely secular. It is named for a Lebanese-born Christian poet and visual artist who lived in New York. Eventually it is to include the sixth through twelfth grades, offering classes such as math and science in both Arabic and English. The academy will be one of more than 60 existing dual-language city schools teaching in languages such as Russian, Spanish and Chinese. The new principal unfortunately does not speak Arabic, but the fact that she is a Jew rather than an Arab might not have been a problem for the school’s cosmopolitan namesake.

For a richer perspective read this excellent narrative from Steve Quester, a New York educator, activist and friend of mine, who is familiar with Almontaser’s work.
There’s also an excellent piece, “Jewish Shootout Over Arab School“, in The Jewish Week, from which I have excerpted a section describing Almontaser’s place in the larger community and the dismay of one wise and compassionate Jew concerned about what the incident will mean to his own community as well as that of New York City and even the nation as a whole:

Almontaser, a public school teacher and administrator, was born in Yemen but immigrated here when she was three. Since 9/11, the slight woman in a hijab had emerged as a prominent advocate in the Muslim community for reaching out and working with other faiths. After the attacks her son, an Army Reserve officer, served as a rescue worker at Ground Zero.
Among other things, Almontaser had invited hundreds of Jews and Christians to her own home in the wake of the terrorist attack to help defang fear and anger towards Muslims. She had joined social action groups, such as We Are All Brooklyn, an inter-ethnic initiative supported by JCRC [the Jewish Community Relations Council of Greater New York], to combat hate crimes in the dense, mixed neighborhoods of that borough. She had trained with ADL�s anti-bias program, A World of Difference, to become a better facilitator for diversity training and inter-group dynamics in the public schools.
Rabbi [Michael] Paley, a scholar-in-residence with UJA-Federation, warned that the prominent role played by a faction within the Jewish community in the attack on her would �come back and bite us. This begins to destroy the America that’s been so good to us.� Rabbi Paley, who has met Almontaser during interfaith activities, emphasized that in his remarks on this issue he was speaking only for himself and not his organization.
�The most important thing to know about the Muslim community here is that it replicates the Jewish community from many years ago,� he said. �These are people trying to become Americans as hard as they can, and also trying hard not to lose their identity, just as groups before them did.
�The idea that unless they pass an acid test � that Muslims are terrorists until proven innocent � will mean that none will pass. We are ultimately blocking them from becoming American,� he warned. The result, he said, would be an Arab immigrant community more isolated and less assimilated, �like the Arabs in France.� [my italics]
The message to the Arab-American community as a result of this debacle was, �You�re a fool to think they�ll accept you,� he said.

[image of James Pinckney Alley from Assumption College]

new ArtCal launched

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As the chief says, “we’re still working on a few features and tweaking the design”, but the new ArtCal site is now live. By next week at this time, with the opening of New York’s vigorous fall gallery season, the nearly three-year-old site will be displaying more shows than ever before, but sorting them out will be easier than ever before. Some additional features have been added, and there will be more to come.
Go see for yourself.
The clean design is by Michael Mandiberg.

UPDATE on Deutsche Bank fire

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It seems that the tangled story at which I could only hint in my Tuesday post, “Ayn Rand linked to Deutsche Bank skyscraper tragedy?”, has caused some serious bustle around the city desk at the NYTimes.
The lead story on the front page reports that the firm whose creators picked the Ayn Rand hero John Galt for its corporate name was a paper corporation with no employees. It had been assembled to insulate or hide its “integrity”-challenged owners and officers from the view of its clients, the people and officers of the New York community. This is the company which was given the lucrative contract to perform one of the most hazardous and certainly one of the most visible jobs in the city if not in the entire country.
Two firefighters died fighting a fire inside the building last Saturday, probably as the result of criminal negligence.
Meanwhile, inside the same section of the paper we learn in another story that the New York Fire Department hadn’t inspected the Deutsche Bank building’s standpipe or sprinkler system since 1996, in spite of the fact that twice-monthly inspections were mandatory for buildings under demolition. It seems the department was also aware that the sprinkler system was not working. Some have argued that the FDNY was unwilling or unequipped to enter a building permeated with the toxins that had necessitated its condemnation, but since demolition began firefighters had been in the building on at least two occasions for reasons unrelated to the standpipe or the sprinkler system.

[image of the two firefighters from NYFD via Gothamist]