Librarian

My October 2012 Song of the Month

Melissa Dow’s great image for “Librarian” by My Morning Jacket

The month that ends in hauntings deserves a haunting song: Librarian by My Morning Jacket. I discovered this group, which hails from Louisville, Kentucky, thanks to NPR’s All Songs Considered, when their Circuital album ranked #19 on listeners’ favorite albums of 2011. I enjoyed that album enough to buy their earlier album Evil Urges, and Librarian has become my favorite track from that effort. Lead singer Jim James hits just the right tone in this somber tune, and I like the above image of it created by Melissa Dow.

This is a story song where the lyrics are the key. I can thoroughly relate, having spent plenty of time haunting the huge Bizzell Memorial Library at the University of Oklahoma back in my college days. My own version of this song would take place after a years-long romance crumbled, with me hoping and wondering about the possibilities if I could screw up the courage to flirt with an attractive fellow patron, held back by the “mirror’s evil way.” I also like the reference to Rainy Days and Mondays and poor Karen Carpenter, who died in the grip of anorexia nervosa. Such a beautiful voice, silenced by the mirror’s evil way.

The mirror has never been my friend, and these days is especially unkind as the rest of me ages into sync with my prematurely bald head. But thankfully I know from experience that being with someone who is truly beautiful on the inside is the “simplest of pleasures, the world at its best.”

Librarian
by My Morning Jacket

Walk across the courtyard  towards the library
I can hear the insects buzz  and the leaves ‘neath my feet

Ramble up the stairwell  into the hall of books
Since we got the interweb  these hardly get used

Duck into the men’s room  combing through my hair
When God gave us mirrors  He had no idea

Looking for a lesson  in the periodicals
There I spy you listening  to the AM radio

Karen of the Carpenters,  singing in the rain
Another lovely victim  of the mirror’s evil way

It’s not like you’re not trying  with a pencil in your hair
To defy the beauty  the good Lord put in there

Simple little bookworm  buried underneath
is the sexiest librarian

Take off those glasses  and let down your hair for me

So I watch you through the bookcase  imagining a scene
You and I at dinner,  spending time, then to sleep

And what then would I say to you  lying there in bed?
These words with a kiss  I would plant in your head:

“What is it inside our heads  that makes us do the opposite
Makes us do the opposite  of what’s right for us?
‘Cause everything’d be great  and everything’d be good
If everybody gave  like everybody could.”

Sweetest little bookworm  hidden underneath
is the sexiest librarian

Take off those glasses  and let down your hair for me

Take off those glasses  and let down your hair for me

Simple little beauty,  heaven in your breath
Simplest of pleasures, the world at its best.

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Neewollah 2012

October 27, 2012

Neewollah (click image for slideshow)

It was a cold weekend for Neewollah 2012 up in Independence, KS with the temperature dipping into the 30s Saturday night after a high of 87 a few days earlier down south in Bartlesville. I was there for the main Saturday night concert provided by KC*DC, an AC*DC tribute band from Kansas City. I’ve known one of the lead singers, John Roy Henderson, for a quarter-century: he’s the son of fellow BHS science teacher Betty Henderson. I walked the midway and saw the rides, but parted with no money. I was there just for the free concert. I’m not very familiar with AC*DC, other than some of their music videos I saw back in my high school days, but I certainly recognized hits like Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, Back in Black, and You Shook Me All Night Long.

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Fall Break 2012, Days 3 & 4: Little Rock & Mount Magazine

October 20, 2012

For much of my third day of Fall Break I was confined to my hotel room, struggling through some gastroenteritis. But things had calmed down enough by 2 p.m. for me to venture out. I did not dare go hiking in my condition, needing adequate restrooms wherever I ventured, but I could take in some of downtown Little Rock.

Arkansas Arts Center

Arkansas Arts (click image for slideshow)

I always enjoy art museums, so I drove over to the Arkansas Arts Center, which has several galleries off a central atrium. The atrium was a busy scramble of people and tables, setting up for a wedding to be held after the museum closed. I was encouraged to go ahead and venture into all of the galleries, but I did skip one because of the bustle in its entryway with lights and rigging of some sort.

The museum’s main focus is collecting works on paper, but the type of paper works museums tend to collect has never appealed much to me. I do enjoy multiple pen-and-ink representational art pieces in my home by family friend Douglas Fulks and the more surrealistic C. J. Bradford of Norman, who likes to have a symbolic meaning in his works. But I generally don’t like abstract art on paper.

I was particularly put off by the Herbert and Dorothy Vogel collection for Arkansas: they are the New York City couple who collected thousands of conceptual and minimalist works on his postal worker salary and donated 50 pieces to each of the 50 states. A museum that collects paper art got a lot of paper art from the Vogels, and combining paper art with minimalism leaves me out. I was particularly put off by Richard Tuttle’s watercolors on notebook paper. I have no patience with scanning these “complex and difficult” works for “intricacies”. It all seems pretentious nonsense at best.

But I did see a few works I liked a great deal. One of Chuck Close’s self-portraits (the lower one on this linked webpage) was the anchor for the Multiplicity exhibition and it was fun to get close and see the very colorful swirls of paint on titled background squares which resolved into the portrait as you backed away. It’s a hand-made photo mosaic of the type which became popular on the internet some years back.

The museum allows photography in its permanent collection if you include a person in the shot (presumably to make it an original work). So in the fun exhibit of glass works I held a flashlight by Mark S. Ferguson which projected a beam of glass and dipped my hand in a bowl by Sonja Blomdahl.

Sculpture at the River Market

River Market Sculpture

I then drove down to the Arkansas River to see the annual Sculpture at the River Market, with 43 artists selling about 700 pieces. My favorites were Conversation With Myself by Lorri Acott, a pole with stained glass inserts by Reza Pishgahi and Rock, Paper, Scissors by Kevin Box. It was fun to later learn that Kevin grew up in Bartlesville and graduated from BHS in 1995. His clever origami-style sculptures Plane Folding and Crane Unfolding are permanent additions along the riverside.

Other permanent sculptures I enjoyed were The River Market Pig by Sandy Scott, which was an interesting background for a bloated figure in the foreground. I managed to get the moon to appear in the Touch the Sky sculpture, and liked one of the figures in Denny Haskew’s Native Knowledge.

That brought me to Junction Bridge, built in 1899 by the Choctaw and Memphis Railroad and operated by the Union Pacific Railroad. It carried trains across the Arkansas River until 1984 and now it is a pedestrian bridge with its 17-foot-wide and 360-foot-long lift span lofting one 40 feet above the river for good views of the Arkansas Queen riverboat and the USS Razorback submarine. I watched a skier on the river below and a trolley car traversing an adjacent bridge linking Little Rock and North Little Rock. Below me were folks lounging in the sculpture garden and a mother and daughter playing beneath Native Knowledge.

The bridge’s south anchorage is on the Little Rock which provided the name for the capital city of Arkansas, although sadly much of it was blasted away when the bridge was constructed. A nearby history pavilion sported a large wooden Indian head carved by Peter Toth.

I concluded my riverfront walk as dusk approached, heading back to my hotel to rest and recover for the journey home the following day.

October 21, 2012

Mount Magazine

Mount Magazine Overlook

On the last day of Fall Break I had lingering problems from my bout of gastroenteritis as I zipped home. Along the way I stopped over at Mount Magazine. I was a bit feverish but still managed to get a shot of the water feature out front and folks enjoying the views from turnouts along Overlook Drive. The trees up on the cooler mountain slopes were sporting autumn colors.

I was very glad to bring this trip to a close, what with the unwanted health issues from some bad food. Thankfully they did not prevent me from accomplishing all of my major objectives, and I enjoyed my brief foray to Little Rock.

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Fall Break 2012, Day 2: Pinnacle Mountain

October 19, 2012

The second day of Fall Break I awoke in Maumelle after a rough night of heartburn, feeling a tad queasy at breakfast. I suspected the pizza I’d had the previous night did not agree with me and I might be paying for it later in the day.

Rocky Valley Trail

Pinnacle Mountain (click image for slideshow)

But I felt well enough to drive over to Pinnacle Mountain State Park and hike the Rocky Valley Trail and take the East Quarry spur off of it to form a 3.5 mile hike. My first stop, adjacent to the parking lot, was an overlook of the Arkansas River. I could see Pinnacle Mountain bulging up to the east, with a bird flying overhead.

While at the viewpoint two older gentlemen from Great Britain walked up, saying this was their last day of a two-week stay in Arkansas, tramping about “without the wives”. I asked if they had been to Petit Jean, my favorite Arkansas park, and they had and they waxed enthusiastically over the Clinton Presidential Library in Little Rock and about a wonderful couple they had met in Hot Springs who had been married 64 years and were still active.

After our chat we parted with them heading to the parking lot, I believe, while I set off down the Rocky Valley Trail. Adjacent to me was a large abandoned quarry, with a pool below outfitted with paddleboats. This was where sandstone was quarried in the 1960s for the McClelland-Kerr Arkansas River Navigation System.

East Quarry Trail

East Quarry Trail Overlook

The trail wandered down to the Maumelle River and I took the East Quarry spur over to the other abandoned quarry. It had some large prickly pear cacti and I walked along the rock face a bit and then climbed up it to another river overlook with a sweeping view of the Maumelle River to the left about to merge with the wide Arkansas to the right. I could see Pinnacle Mountain above the Maumelle as well.

I followed a trail along the top of the quarry ridge to the H.L. Dickinson Overlook, crafted by the Pine Bluff Sand & Gravel Company when it donated the 40-acre quarry site to the state in 1975. I had a nice view of Pinnacle Mountain and other smaller peaks. I wandered on along the quarry ridge to where the trail ended at a warning sign to proceed no farther.

Backtracking I passed a tree decked in autumn red leaves and peered down a crack in one set of boulders to find a cache of quartz crystals. I returned to finish the Rocky Valley Trail loop, passing a butterfly along the way. I sidetracked to follow an old road to the top of the West Quarry.

Back at the parking lot I found the eastern terminus of the 223-mile Ouachita Trail. I have previously hiked a bit of its western terminus at Talimena State Park over in Oklahoma and five miles of it from Queen Wilhelmina State Park to the Oklahoma-Arkansas border. But today I wanted to climb to the top of Pinnacle Mountain, so I left the Ouachita Trailhead behind and drove a few miles west to the West Summit Trail.

West Summit Trail

Atop Pinnacle Mountain

The West Summit Trail climbed 750 feet to the top of Pinnacle Mountain and the sign isn’t kidding when it warned the trail is steep and strenuous. There is an even more challenging East Summit Trail, which is steeper and requires hands-and-feet scrambling, versus the upright walking along the western slope.

My stomach was churning, my muscles ached, and I knew I would be facing a rough night with what was likely minor food poisoning. But I made this trip specifically so I could climb Pinnacle Mountain, and felt I could make it up the West Summit Trail and return along it this afternoon before my symptoms worsened, likely preventing me from hiking the following day.

The trail soon became a long series of stone stairs, only occasionally interrupted by uphill gravel slopes. Along the way the vista south opened up for a view of what I term Antenna Ridge, festooned with communication towers. The trail became much rougher with large uneven boulders. I crossed a boulder field and the trail grew even steeper.

My aches and rumbles kept my pace down and I was amused at younger folks scrambling past until an elderly gentleman with amazingly youthful-looking and firm legs, displayed by immodest biking shorts, zipped by me. He complimented my hiking poles, saying they were the best out there, and then hurried on up. I would see him descend and re-ascend the mountain several times on my journey, which was a humbling experience.

I finally reached the summit, a long ridge of boulders with hikers gazing out in all directions. Pinnacle Mountain is an uplift of Jackfork Sandstone, exposed by 275 million years of erosion. It is a peak along a miles-long ridge running east-west, a lower portion of which I’d followed on the Rocky Valley Trail earlier in the day. I had a magnificent view of Lake Maumelle to the north with the Arkansas River winding past to the east. The eastern slope of Pinnacle Mountain was a major source of rock when they built the Lake Maumelle Dam back in the 1950s.

A party ahead of me on the ridge had a young African American lady who became lost in peals of laughter, much to everyone’s amusement. I think she was probably nervous from the treacherous climb and imposing view, but she was a good sport about it. On the far end of the ledge a woman was seated, gazing out eastward across the terrain. The buildings of Little Rock peeked out above one of the distant ridges.

I posed on top of the mountain and then made my way back down, pausing above a boulder field for another shot of Lake Maumelle and later grabbing a shot of a caterpillar along the trailside. By the time I’d finished the 1.5 mile round trip I was more than ready to head back to my hotel.

As predicted, what followed was a very rough 18 hours of gastroenteritis. I would not be fit to leave the hotel until 2 p.m. the following afternoon, when I would head out to see the Arkansas Art Center and Riverfront Market area in downtown Little Rock.

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Fall Break 2012, Day 1: The Old Mill

The Old Mill (click image for slideshow)

On my first day of Fall Break 2012 I drove to Little Rock, Arkansas for a few days of vacation. The only photogenic stop was in North Little Rock at The Old Mill in Pugh’s Memorial Park. The Old Mill’s greatest claim to fame was that it was featured in the opening scene of 1937’s Gone With the Wind (jump to 1:40 in this clip to see it).

Constructed in 1933 by Justin Matthews as a replica of an old-water-powered grist mill, it was designed to look like an Arkansas mill from the 1800s. It is mostly tinted concrete over steel and copper rods, fashioned to resemble wood, iron, or stone.

I posed in front of the pretty scene and toured the area. One tree sported a large fungus and there were colorful tiny flowers and traditional flower beds. The park includes an odd but entertaining arched bridge with tree limbs, cacti, stones, and more crafted out of concrete by Dionicio Rodriguez of Mexico City and repaired in recent years by his grandson. The lovely mill and park were designed by Frank Carmean.

I am spending three nights at the new Holiday Inn Express in Maumelle, several miles northwest of Little Rock. I had never heard of Maumelle previously and was surprised to discover it has the highest household median income in Arkansas, is the fastest-growing city in the state, and over half of its population has an associate’s degree or higher, making it the best-educated Arkansas city as well with over half the population in managerial or professional occupations. The area had a small farming town dating back to the 1800s and there was a large munitions factory and storage facility here in World War II. It eventually became a master-planned city in the 1970s with five villages that grew together.

I wondered about the city’s name and was amused to find its origin is the French word for breast, because of the conical shape of the nearby mountain, which once was also known as Maumelle but has been renamed Pinnacle Mountain. That is where I shall hike tomorrow.

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