Monday, December 17, 2012

THE HEART OF LIGHTNESS by Owen Lipstein



As we close this issue—a process that (despite ambitious plans to the contrary) happens quickly, and always in tumult —we are visited by one if the wettest, most thunderous, and greenest early summers that I can remember.

As a result, the world-wide corporate headquarters for insideouthv.com is surrounded by so much chaotic lushness, vegetation so riotous, that we feel like we're living in somebody else's extravagant hydroponics garden experiment.

As I sit here, the weeping willows in front of us are growing so fast I can almost hear them crack, like a young kid on a growth spurt who stretches out in in the morning. This evening a random sun peeked out, and for a moment it was easier to imagine what this whole scene looked like before the gun toting men intruded, before the footprint of modern civilization arrived: when nature was dominant, and men just a small detail. (In fact, exactly the world vividly imagined and idealized by the Hudson River School.)

 In this spirit of fecundity, in this hotbed of freshness, we are doing our second annual art issue. For this, we knew we needed to check in with Pete Seeger, because our boundless, inspirational admiration for his unflagging social activism—including his enormous, almost paternal role in cleaning up the Hudson (itself a main subject in this issue)—might not have been possible, or happened for as many of us, all of us, if it were not for Pete Seeger the artist: the musician and poet of genius.

Our wide-ranging conversation with him was replete with historic depth, free-floating generosity, and humble matter-of-factness: It was quintessential Pete. He shook off most of the attention he's gotten as of late (his 90th birthday celebration, a petition for a Nobel Peace Prize nomination, etc.) and the attendant celebrity, but he did allow for one description of what he's done: "I look upon myself as a sower of seeds."

If you're wondering how we came up with our cover idea (as many readers often do), this is how: We didn't ask Pete if we could "use" that image of him, with his banjo pointed to the heavens, from his website. We already knew that answer. We had, after our talk, all the "permission" we would ever need. Because he has made the Hudson River Valley a place where seeds can take hold, where artists can thrive, where nature in its implacable, moisture-filled glory (as portrayed by Hudson River Schooler Jasper Francis Cropsey in Autumn—On the Hudson River, 1860) is still the dominant thing, the central event. A place where the artists are the truth-tellers, and where the lightness begins. 

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