The Butler and Bagman Chronicles

I think I beat this subject to death yesterday. But Bagman and Butler have allowed me to post some miscellanous public monuement pictures providing I don't talk too much.

I had to put this one in for Barry, who suggested the topic. I can't remember exactly where but am pretty sure it is in Ontario, Canada.

I've always liked the statue of liberty

And I found this in 1979 in Madison, Wisconsin. A fraternity from University of Wisconsin had set it up on the frozen lake. I was actually one day too late because there had also be Liberty's Head to the right of it but another fraternity had set it on fire the night before. You can see the pile of ashes on the right.

BAGMAN: "You said you weren't going to talk as much this time!"

Despite all the idiotic seperation of church and state bruhaha

we have in America -- A public memorial to God

Another memorial to God from Vatican City

where the separation of church and state is not an issue.

Brigham Young, searching for a place where his church

would not be destroyed by the state, discovers Salt Lake City

He was serious about it.

In Florence, Dante was rather serious too,

mapping out the circles of hell.

BUTLER: "You're jumping all over the place! Isn't this the "Hometown" shootout?

BAGMAN: "Home is where I lay my head."

A slightly older public momument.

A slightly bolder public monument.

BAGMAN: "NOW WE'RE TALKING!!!"

I thought you didn't want me to talk.

BAGMAN: "It's just an expression."

This last one was actually pulled from a video-camera so the resolution is terrible. But...

And the ones below might not qualify as Public Art...except they are were and they were public. But they didn't survive the next high tide.

So with time pressing on, in the immortal words of that brilliant jack of all trades, Porky Pig, "Tha tha tha tha tha that's all, folks."

And if you want anymore and weren't here yesterday, just keep scrolling down to yesterday's pre-Friday Shoot.

BUTLER: "You do realize, Mark, that after saying "That's all," you kept writing. You really should put "That's all" after it really is the end.

The topic for tomorrow's Photo Shootout is "Public Artwork" -- chosen by Barry.  And it threw me into fits of nostalgia. With Bruce Springfield singing "Glory Days" in the background, I've been sorting through old research notes, faded black and white 8x10's, and manuscript for a never-to-be-published book I worked on in 1973 about Boston Statues.

My grandfather hated Boston Statues. I've written about him in earlier blogs -- an artist who studied in Europe.   So he was probably comparing them to Michelangelo. So I always felt a small twinge of disloyalty when became fascinated by them.

I wanted to discover something new about each one.   I even joined the Boston Anthaneum which was a stuffy old private library and gathering spot for old farts about the age I am now.  I really wish I had some candids of the wizened pundits glaring over their reading glasses when the hippie with the camera walked through.   But there were some interesting tidbits in old public records.

BUNKER HILL MONUMENT AND WILLIAM PRESCOTT

If I’m not mistaken, this was the guy who said, “Don’t shoot until you see the whites of their eyes.” Thousands of tourists see this statue every year...

...but I’ll be that none of them know that this is actually a statue of Andrew Dexter.

BUTLER: "Who?"

BAGMAN: "The heck with Dexter! I don't even know who Prescott was...and don't really give a flip!"

Well, it is nice to know my old friends have let me back in the workshop and are talking to me. But anyhow, to continue, William Story...

BUTLER: "And who is William Story?!!!!"

The sculptor who made the statue! Let me finish for Pete's sake!

BAGMAN: "Who the heck is Pete?"

Enough! William Story may not have been Michelangeo in my grandfather's eyes but he was thorough. Since there were no paintings or images in existence of the American patriot, William Prescott, William Story looked around and found Andrew Dexter who was Prescott's great-grandson and used him as a model so there would, at least, be a family resemblance.

BUTLER: "Fascinating!"

BAGMAN: "Zzzzzzz. Snore. Zzzzzzzz."

THE SALADA TEA DOORS

This was just a fun discovery. These massive cast bronze doors has just about been forgotten – tourists never saw them. They had been commissioned by the Salada Tea Company when its headquarters were in the building which, by 1970 had been abandoned by the company and building sold several times.

Skyscrapers had been built around that building since the doors had been put there and the sun only touched them for 30 minutes in the morning. I remember setting up my tripod and waiting for the right time. What was really fun was that people would be walking by me, notice the tripod, look over to see what I was shooting and their mouths would drop. I still remember one guy with a briefcase who exclaimed, “My God! Where did that come from!? I walk to work this way every day and never noticed it!”

This was a fun discovery of something forgotten in plain sight. It led to an article in the Boston Sunday Globe magazine which paid me $200, if I remember correctly, which constituted my total earnings as a freelance writer for the year. Not enough to quit my day job.

DETAILS, DETAILS, DETAILS

Almost always I shied away from the straight statue tourist documentary shots. I always looked for details and often focused on the bas reliefs around the base of the actual statues.

There is a statue of Benjamin Franklin that is Boston's oldest full-scale bronze sculpture, dedicated in 1856. The statue, itself, was done by Richard Greenough, but he was taking too long to finish it. I guess government projects dragged on forever even back then! So the town fathers hired Thomas Ball to do the bas relief pieces for the base of the statue.

I kind of liked this one which was Ball's creative approach -- horses standing in the rainstorm when Benjamin Franklin was out discovering electricity.

BAGMAN: "Shocking!"

Speaking of Thomas Ball...

BAGMAN: "Please don't tell another story!! Just show some pictures and go back to bed."

Speaking of Thomas Ball, I know I posted this one yesterday, but I came across some notes that I had forgotten. This was Ball's first attempt at an equestrian statue. Franklin's flat horses don't really count. In fact, when Ball started this in 1958 he had never done a full size statue of any kind. He did it in plaster instead of clay because he was working in an old unheated barn. It took him three yeaers and by the time it was ready for casting there was no bronze available because it was all being used to make cannons for the Civil War. It was also strange because Thomas Ball considered sculpting to be his day job and was really more proud of his opera singing. Go figure.

Speaking of the Civil War...