When Kate was fourteen she was called to order in Phys. Ed. Class for throwing a tampon applicator at Christian Maloney. We don't know why she threw it. Her teacher, Betty Shook, told Kate she was going to call her mother about it. At which point, Kate responded, "That's okay, she'll probably laugh." She was right.
"There is nothing as beautiful as the body of a pregnant woman," he said,
as they went to the garden to make the photograph.
"Well," she said. "Do you want me to whip it out?"
We had a pleasant visit with our niece and her family a couple of weeks ago. Rebecca lives in Indiana, a state we don't visit much, so it was nice to have them stop here on their way to Gatlinburg and Myrtle Beach. Rebecca was the first of my now-deceased sister's children and she just turned 40 years old.
Valle dei Templi, Agrigento, Sicily 2005
Sometimes photographs just come to you.
You see them from across the field,
and you think,
"this is truly a lovely photograph walking towards me."
And they arrive to where you're standing,
And they're just as lovely up close,
And they present themselves,
so direct, so easy.
And you think, "Ah,
the grace of youth."
If you haven't had the opportunity to stop at the old jail in Marshall and participate in the brick project, you should do so. This amazing community art project is all about memory, both community memory, as well as, personal memory. Have your thoughts, your ideas, your likes and desires memorialized on the walls of the renovated jailhouse. This is a great idea from Madison residents Josh Copus and Emily Patrick and I urge everyone to come out, make a brick, say what's on your mind.
Go to https://communitybrick.org/ for scheduling.
What could be better than seeing young people commit to our community and to each other. In these trying times it gives one hope that all will be okay in the world.
I listened to the Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young song Teach Your Children today as I looked at this photograph from the anti-racism rally in Marshall on August 17. I was heartened. As I've aged I've often wondered if those of us of my generation have, in fact, taught our children well. Have we taught them to be engaged in their communities; taught them to value all people; taught them to honor the environment; taught them the stupidity of hate and the beauty of diversity? I wonder if we have taught them to teach their children? Clearly, some people have taught well, and others are teaching well.
LITTLE WORLDS: A WORK IN PROGRESS EXHIBITION OPENING
- Friday, September 8, 2017
- 6:30pm 8:30pm
- Fall Line Press675 Drewry Street, Suite 6Atlanta, GA 30306USA (map)
Explore Madison County, North Carolina through the eyes of Guggenhiem, NEH and NEA fellow Rob Amberg. Since moving there in 1973, writing and photographing the evolving culture and environment of this unique piece of Appalachia has been his lifetime project.
His first book, Sodom Laurel Album, is a cult classic now in its second printing and was published in 2002 by the Center for Documentary Studies at Duke and the University of North Carolina Press. His second book from Madison County, The New Road: I-26 and the Footprints of Progress in Appalachia, was published in 2009 by the Center for American Places at Columbia College Chicago. To complete the trilogy, a third book is in progress. Fall Line has been in conversation with Amberg about this third book currently titled Little Worlds.
The exhibition will feature framed prints as well as unframed working prints presented in a wall collage. Many of these images will appear in the third book, and it gives the viewer a chance to see the edit in process. The exhibition is intended to show some of the processes and decisions that go into the editing process of making a book.
Earlier Event: June 29
Later Event: September 29
Whatever misapprehension or concern Leslie's parents may have had about me - my Yankee ways or "he ain't from around here" attitudes - clearly vanished when we brought Kate into their lives. A grandchild was the one thing they wanted that they didn't have and Kate fulfilled their dreams and desires, and then some. Kate was nine years old when Jim passed away so his experience of her, and she of him, was limited. But Faye has gotten the full dose. And now, twenty-five years later, roles are reversed and Kate is more likely to be holding her grandmother although not wearing curlers.
Yesterday evening, as Leslie was washing her mom's hair in the kitchen sink, she suggested to Faye that she might just as well shave her chin hairs, too, which were becoming unruly and unsightly. Faye frowned, not wanting to admit what was evident from a quick look in the mirror.
I, in an effort to add some light humor to the scene, issued a worn-out call:
Shave and a Haircut, two bits.
To which Leslie seamlessly and promptly offered a response:
Momma's got a cow with two tits.