Pink Party at the Hill-Stead

A couple days ago I registered for the Hill-Stead Museum “Pink Party,” and although I had my doubts about the audience for this event, I got in my car around 12:30 this afternoon and drove a little over an hour to Farmington, Connecticut.  I’d been here once before, and it wasn’t hard to retrace my steps.  The property comprises 152 acres, but winter still grips the landscape, and the house itself, with its Mount Vernon-Style portico, is the focus of attention when one arrives at the gates.  The museum director says:

Hill-Stead’s world-class collection of French Impressionist paintings and fine art, exquisite decorative arts and handsome antiques can be found on display year-round in our 1901 Colonial Revival house, designed by one of the country’s first female architects, Theodate Pope Riddle.

I first heard of Ms Pope Riddle when my book club read a book about the sinking of the Lusitania (she was one of the passengers who survived).  Born in 1867, she was a remarkable woman: wealthy due to her family’s money (her father was a self-made industrialist), but also talented, independent, forward-thinking, and socially conscious.  When she died in 1946, she willed her home to the public, stipulating that Hill-Stead become a museum, as a tribute to her parents.  It is a fitting memorial to them and to her life and work.

Among the museum’s treasures are paintings by the French impressionist Edgar Degas, who is sufficiently famous that even I knew that his subjects often included horse racing jockeys and ballerinas.  For today’s event, the museum invited guests to dress in their finest pink clothes and to enjoy a short performance by a local ballet troupe.  Of course most of the guests were young children, girls between four and ten.  I felt out of place, but I’m used to that.

In her welcoming remarks, the museum educator explained the pink connection: the museum owns the only Degas painting in which he painted ballerinas wearing pink (we’re looking at a reproduction in this photo):

Here are two of the company ballerinas, also dressed in pink:

I should know the music they danced to — it might have been a Nutcracker piece:

The museum educator read a story about the Edgar Degas sculpture, The Little Dancer (in French, La Petite Danseuse de Quatorze Ans), now in the National Gallery of Art in Washington, DC.  The story explains how Marie van Goethem came to model for the artist.The special program this afternoon, an interpretation by the Albano Ballet Company of Sergei Prokofiev’s Peter and the Wolf, was simply wonderful. The Albano Ballet Company, incorporated in 1974 as a Hartford-based professional dance company, was founded by and remains under the direction of Joseph Albano. “Mr A,” as he is known in the ballet world, himself introduced the dance.  He explained how each character dances to a specific orchestral instrument.  According to Prokofiev’s own notes:

Each character of this tale is represented by a corresponding instrument in the orchestra: the bird by a flute, the duck by an oboe, the cat by a clarinet playing staccato in a low register, the grandfather by a bassoon, the wolf by three horns, Peter by the string quartet, the shooting of the hunters by the kettle drums and bass drum.

I don’t think I have ever been closer to real ballet dancers, and these dancers seemed very young but very polished.  Here is the duck (the wolf has his arms around her):

And here is the wolf, after he was captured by Peter (note the rope):

I’m sorry these are such bad photos — my cheap little camera does not capture motion well, especially indoors.  Suffice it to say that I would like to see more of this company’s repertoire.

After the performance, we were welcome to visit the museum and wander at will through the rooms.  Ms Pope Riddle’s father, Arthur Pope, was the driving force behind this impressive art collection.  As the Hill-Stead Museum web site articulates:

Today, the Alfred Atmore Pope Collection is a testament to a man who developed a personal aesthetic worthy of a scholar. As one of the earliest Americans to collect Impressionist art, Pope did not rely on established academic conventions, but trusted instead his eye for the groundbreaking and the forward-looking. His business acumen gave him a sense of the practical: the relatively small size of his collection reflects his wish to own no more paintings than could be comfortably displayed and enjoyed throughout the house.

Among the impressionist works collected by Mr Pope are pieces by Mary Cassatt, Edgar Degas, Édouard Manet, and Claude Monet. The Dancers in Pink canvas was painted by Degas around 1876; Mr Pope purchased it in 1893 and it holds pride of place in one of the home’s central drawing rooms.

Visiting Cuba Day Ten

Locale: Founded in 1519 (which means a quincentenary celebration is in the works!), the capital of Cuba is officially named San Cristóbal de la Habana. The city’s harbor was the gathering place for Spanish galleons which carried the treasures of the New World back to Imperial Spain.

Old Havana, with its narrow streets and overhanging balconies, is the traditional city center and is particularly rich in its architectural heritage.  On our morning walk, we saw some fabulous buildings, including the Barcardi Building, built in 1930 and a beautiful example of Art Deco architecture, the Museo Nacional de Bellas Artes, and the baroque Great Theater of Havana built in 1837 and now home of the world-renowned National Ballet of Cuba.  Old Havana was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1982; unfortunately, many parts of Old Havana are crumbling and in disrepair.

But there’s good news too.  According to a Wikipedia article:

Havana, on average, has the country’s highest incomes and human development indicators. After the collapse of the Soviet Union [in 1989], Cuba re-emphasized tourism as a major industry leading to its recovery. Tourism is now Havana and Cuba’s primary economic source.

The city has a population of over 2 million people and attracts over 1 million tourists annually.

Our mid-morning walk through the Old City took us to the four main squares.

Plaza de San Francisco on Avenida del Puerto at Amargura:  This is one of the four leading plazas laid out in the 17th century. The spacious cobbled square, which was fully restored in the 1990s, takes its current name from the Franciscan convent built there.  Today the basilica dominates the square to the south, while to the north is the Neoclassical Lonja del Comercio (“Commercial Exchange”), dating from 1907 and topped by a bronze image of a winged Mercury.  More modern additions include a luxurious boutique hotel plus restaurants, some notable art pieces, including bronze figures of Polish composer Chopin and a famous Havana tramp, El Caballero de Paris, of the pre-Revolutionary decades. To the square’s southeast corner, the Carrara marble Fuente de los Leones was sculpted in 1836 by Italian artist Giuseppe Gaggini.

Plaza Vieja: The plaza was originally called Plaza Nueva (“New Square”).  In the eighteenth century the square was turned into a popular market, and as Plaza del Mercado (“Market Square”) it was Havana’s commercial hub. In 1814, with the birth of the Mercado Nuevo (“New Market”) in the Plaza del Cristo, the Old Square was renamed to differentiate it.  Buildings surrounding this square were constructed in various architectural styles: Colonial, Baroque, Neoclassical, Art Deco.

Plaza de Armas:  In colonial times, this square was the site of military parades, musical concerts, and formal evening promenades.  Surrounded by buildings spanning four centuries, it maintained its political and administrative role until the mid-20th century.  In the center of the square is Parque Céspedes, anchored by a white marble statue of Carlos Manuel de Céspedes, initiator of the Cuban Wars of Independence and “Father of the Homeland.”  Surrounded by royal palms (Cuba’s national tree) and ceiba trees, the statue was made by Cuban artist Sergio López Mesa.  Also situated in this area is La Giraldilla, dated 1634 and the symbol of the city.  I was interested to hear that the granite for the Palacio de los Capitanes is actually from my home state of Massachusetts; it was carried here as ship ballast (I might have gotten this detail wrong, as other sources state that the building stone came from the infamous San Lázaro Quarry).

Plaza de la Catedral: This is another of the main squares in Old Havana and the site of the Cathedral of Havana from which it takes its name. Originally a swamp, it was later drained and used as a naval dockyard. Following the construction of the Cathedral in 1727, it became the site of some of the city’s grandest mansions. The resplendent Palacio de los Condes de Casa Bayona is now the site of the Museo del Arte Colonial.  Christopher Columbus was interred in the cathedral until 1898, when his remains were removed and transferred to Seville in Spain. This is the newest of the four squares we toured today.

Other notable sights on our walks included these:  Capitolio Nacional, El Floridita Bar, the Coche Mambí, Museo del Chocolate, Maternity Hospital, Museo de Armería, Hotel Ambos Mundo of Ernest Hemingway fame, restaurant La Bodeguita del Medio, nineteenth century pharmacy Farmacia y Droguería Taquechel.

Weather:  80s.  Sunny.

Itinerary: In and around La Habana

Overnight: Meliá Cohíba

Excursions: Sunrise in Old Havana 6-8 am, breakfast at Hotel Inglaterra, visit shop at Museo de Ron, tour of historic city, lunch at La Moneda Cubana, group photo on the Malecón, visit La Feria indoor market, visit Hotel Nacional, joyride in classic American cars, visit bodega, dinner at Tres Monedas # 209 Aguiar, music show at Meliá Cohíba Habana Café

Habitat: Urban

Bird Species: Antillean Palm Swift (Tachornis phoenicobia)

Guides and Driver: Angel, David, Liu and Carlos

Observations: On our early morning walk, we saw public school students in their color-coded uniforms, milling about in front of the school building, acting like kids everywhere.  No matter your opinion on Cuba’s socialist revolution and its stifling of civil liberties, its achievements in education, literacy, universal health care, and public safety are undeniable.

I stopped taking notes quite soon after our Cuban National Guide began rattling off facts and figures for us, because there was just too much information!  So don’t rely on this blog post for an accurate account of Havana history.

The paladar where we had lunch also trains Cubans for employment in the hospitality industry; there were brochures on our tables describing the program (“the business owner and a government representative modeled a training program for unemployed young people in order to train them as future waiters and waitresses”).

Designed by American architecture firm McKim Mead and White, the Hotel Nacional de Cuba, located on the Malecón and Taganana Hill, has a storied history.  I didn’t see the bullet holes in the walls though.  We weren’t supposed to, but we wandered into the room with the Wall of Fame to gape at the photos of celebrities.

Our dinner at Tres Monedas was probably the most upscale meal we had; I particularly liked the welcome drink which tasted like sangría.

I don’t think I was at all familiar with the Buena Vista Social Club, so I looked it up afterwards.  Here’s what an opinion piece in the NY Times says:  “That collection of antique Cuban dance music of the 1930s, ’40s and ’50s, made by a makeshift group of musicians from across the island, was so popular it led to a world tour, some Grammys, a Carnegie Hall concert, a film, then spinoff records and spinoff tours.”  The Guardian echoes this ambivalence: “The Buena Vista phenomenon has created a huge number of copycat bands. You’ll hear the same songs everywhere – Chan Chan, Dos Gardenias. It’s as if it has become a parody to cater to tourists. The Buena Vista collective was very much an artificial creation, a record-company creation, and its rise coincided with the rise of tourism, the collapse of the Soviet Union, and all sorts of legal changes that had started to connect Cuba to the capitalist world.”

Although I don’t generally care for any music except opera, I really enjoyed the music and dance performance.  Gosh, I wish I had the body of those young female dancers . . .

Reflections: A performance of Cuban music would not be complete without “Guantanamera” — the lyrics are by famed Cuban patriot José Martí.

Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma,
Y antes de morir yo quiero
Echar mis versos del alma.

Mi verso es de un verde claro
Y de un carmín encendido:
Mi verso es un ciervo herido
Que busca en el monte amparo.

Cultivo una rosa blanca
En julio como enero,
Para el amigo sincero
Que me da su mano franca.

Con los pobres de la tierra
Quiero yo mi suerte echar:
El arroyo de la sierra
Me complace más que el mar.

I was a sixties radical (or rather, radical wanna-be) and loved this song, probably as performed by the Sandpipers, though it was covered by everyone from Pete Seeger to Joan Baez.  Whenever I heard it here in Cuba this past week, it felt less languorous and sorrowful than I remembered it.

Images:

You can hardly see it in this photo, but this is Fidel’s boat, the Granma.

Perhaps this building was occupied by squatters, in the early days of the Revolution.

Morning light is gilding this little square in the old city.

I tried photographing the lobby of the Bacardi Building.

The Bacardi Building’s exterior features a facade of red granite, golden glazed tiles, brass fixtures, and colorful terracotta reliefs.

The CDR is a neighborhood-based group; as “Number 6,” this is one of the earliest.

Didn’t they do a great job on this restoration?

American tourists enjoy seeing this bar which Hemingway frequented.

The Gran Teatro de La Habana is the home of the Ballet Nacional de Cuba.

Bronze lions guard the Paseo del Prado.

We visited the tienda of the Museo del Ron but were not able to purchase bitters.

Sculpture of a nude woman astride a chicken holding a fork: what can it mean?

These lovely buildings surround the Plaza Vieja.

This nineteenth century pharmacy is still in business.

The statue of Carlos Manuel de Céspedes graces the Plaza de Armas.

This mural by Cuban artist Andrés Carillo is across from the Palacio del Marqués de Arcos.

Havana Cathedral, in the Plaza de la Catedral, is considered one of the best examples of Baroque architecture in Cuba.

I think this is Moro Fort, viewed from the Malecón.

The Hotel Nacional is backlit by the late afternoon sun.

Royal palms flank the entrance to the Hotel Nacional, a civic landmark.

We rode in a red ’54 Chevy, a car as old as I am!

A Buena Vista Social Club tribute band entertains at the hotel’s Habana Café.