Most of my favorite places on Earth possess the skill to transform anyone with a camera into Ansel Adams or David Hockney. Earth Day is every day through my cell phone lens.
For instance, the photo at the top. Only one or two readers have asked, which means that perhaps many, many readers have been wondering about this in silence. It’s a clamor of silence. (In the world of a co-dependent like me, almost complete silence is the same thing as many specific requests.) The unasked question(s): The photo at the top, where is that? What is it photo of?
Indeed, there is one photo on this web site that is not of me or my duck friend, and it has sat at the top of the front page since The Gad About Town made its debut three years ago. It is at the top. It is the view of the Hudson River looking south from Frederic Edwin Church‘s home studio, Olana, near Hudson, New York. It is a photo taken in 2013.
The body of water that looks like a lake or pond is in fact the Hudson River, flowing south and away from the camera, from behind the trees on the right side of the photo and then off into the middle distance. Due north is behind me, and New York City is two hours to the south, in the direction we are gazing. (Two hours by land; by water, I do not know.)
Look closely. A boat the size and shape of an oil tanker, which is probably what it is, is displacing water, silently creating a wake in the middle of the river. (One sees many tankers every day on the Hudson, from Albany south, which serves as a reminder that this body of water is a highway for humanity and has been put to continuous use for many different communities over thousands of years.) The couple of mountains seen in the haze on the right are part of the Catskill Mountains, which is also where Opus 40 sits. The clouds are … they just are. Clouds rebuff words.
Frederic Edwin Church (1826–1900) was one of the major contributors to what became known as the Hudson River School of painting. This was not a school with a campus, and none of its members considered themselves to be a school; some did not even know each other, much less one another’s works. Thomas Cole (1801–1848) is considered its founder; he traveled to the Catskills and was so struck by the natural and peaceful and yet dramatic beauty that he was inspired to paint huge landscapes (wall-sized in some cases) that depict nature at its most impressive. The Catskills and the Hudson were not the only subjects; as artists traveled west along with the rest of the population, places like the Sierra Nevadas captured the artists’ gaze and were committed to canvas as well. Ruins in Greece and Italy became popular concerns, as well. The Hudson River artists rendered the exotic commonplace and the commonplace (often weather events) exotic.
And Frederic Church wanted to live amidst the commonplace pastoral splendor of the Hudson Valley, but he wanted to live and work in a mansion/studio that was fairy-tale exotic, like a building in a Hudson River School painting of Persia or Turkey. This was the Romantic Era in literature; Church’s home is something out of Coleridge.
The house was designed by architect Calvert Vaux, who is better known for hiring Frederick Law Olmstead and then designing and building Central Park in Manhattan with Olmstead. (One sometimes forgets that Central Park was something designed and built.)
Church first saw the location in 1845, acquired the property in 1860, and spent the last four decades of his life living and working there. Adding wings to the house and decorating the inside was a never-ending work of art itself, as was designing gardens for the grounds, which wound up occupying 250 acres. Church and his wife named the house “Cosy Cottage,” and they had five children there, three of whom lived to adulthood. They grew up playing in their father and mother’s exotic dream house. The house is, as you can see from my photo, pretty near the top of a hill. It is also right behind the photographer, me, so here is the house:
The photo above was taken right after I took the photo of the river view; these windows are the windows that gave Church approximately the view that I look at each day that I write a new piece for The Gad About Town.
The inside is as exotic as the outside, as Church had learned about wall stenciling and tiling with different materials. No one has quite captured in words what he created. Is it “Persian-Moorish-Eclectic” or “Italianate-Eastern-Picturesque,” as art encyclopedias attempt to name it?
It is exotic, fanciful, a dream house, and yet it is homey, “cosy,” as he called it. Seen from the distance, as someone standing on that distant tanker on the Hudson might, it does not stick out like a piece of tomfoolery, evidence of one man’s ego, surrounded by the otherwise placid green splendor of the Hudson Valley hillsides. On the contrary, it enhances the greenness.
And not even 50 years ago, it was almost lost to commercial developers. Church’s wife Isabel died in 1899, he died in 1900, and their son inherited the property. He and his wife farmed the property for decades. When she died in 1964, one of her nephews inherited it, and he attempted to put it up for public auction. A campaign to save it, which Life magazine reported about, followed. New York State interceded and purchased it in 1966. Thus, it is now a state park, so parking and walking around the grounds during the day is free, and tours of the inside of the mansion itself costs $12/adults, $10/seniors, $10/students with valid ID, free/children under 12.
One last photo from my visit in 2013:
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This is an edited version of a piece from June 2015.
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