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Monthly Archives: February 2012

True Inspiration Frida Kahlo Channels Emotions into Art

25 Saturday Feb 2012

Posted by marianhubler in Culture, Travel

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Culture, Frida Kahlo, Mexican Art, Painting

Inspiring Frida Kahlo — a Flower-child Ahead of Her Time (open source)

Amidst an explosion of giant, brightly colored roses hand-crafted from paper in a neighborhood mercado in Mexico City, I kept thinking of Frida Kahlo’s incredible drive to keep painting all of her life’s challenges.  A day trip over the holidays took us to San Angel, site of the Bazar Sabado Market, a wonderful Saturday street fair of creative handicrafts on the outskirts of this enormous city.

Starting at the “Museo Casa Estudio of Diego Rivera & Frida Kahlo.” we learned from the excellent film at the museum about Frida’s life with Diego.   Surrealist Andre Breton remarked that she was in essence, “like a ribbon around a bomb.”

Her candle of life burned brightly for only 47 short years.  She made the most of her time as she prolifically painted her life experience and was known particularly for her self portraits.  Badly hurt during a street car accident as a young woman, she battled painful spinal injuries for all of her adult life.  Many people continue to be inspired by her example as they see how she transformed her pain by expressing her emotions though her art.

That day at the museum watching the film of Frida’s life, the woman sitting next to me was weeping. When it became too difficult for Frida to sit in a chair to paint on a regular easel, she would lie in bed and paint on a canvas that her mother had suspended from the ceiling for her.

She had a tumultuous relationship with the renowned muralist Diego Rivera who she married twice.  He loved many other women, including her sister.  She said he was the other great wound in her life, as well as her great love, muse and mentor.

When I saw the house they built together after they married for the second time, I was struck by the duality of it — two artist studios with a connecting passageway, separate but equal.  Her Casa Azul in Coyocan and the collection of her art at Museo Dolores Olmeda near Xochimilco in Mexico City help to round out her story even more.

Frida’s determination to express herself through her paintings, despite challenges both physical and emotional, resulted in a prolific chronicle of her entire life.  To this day, her authentic aesthetic is revered and she is one of the most famous women artists in all of Mexico.

How amazing it would be if one could transform all of one’s most difficult emotions into creative expression;  channel the energy behind the raw emotion into some greater gift, some higher contribution.  It’s something to think about — what it might be like to be truly married in this way to one’s muse…

Frida Kahlo Looking Radiant with Roses in Her Hair (open source)

Cultural Adventure: (San Francisco) Visit the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art to see some of Frida Kahlo’s paintings. Look at the hand-painted murals at Coit Tower and the Beach Chalet in San Francisco.  Imagine Diego Rivera guiding their design with Frida Kahlo at his side.  Visit the Mexican Museum at the Ft. Mason Center in San Francisco and Precita Eyes in the Mission District on 24th Street near Portrero to learn about contemporary mural painting.  Walk north around the corner to Balmy Alley to see some recent murals.

Copyright Marian Hubler 2012, All Rights Reserved

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Off to See the Wizard – in Ohio

11 Saturday Feb 2012

Posted by marianhubler in Culture, Musical Theatre, Youth Performance

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Arts Funding for Youth Performance, Children's Musicals, Family Relationships, Wizard of Oz

Louis Ohmer Hubler with Marian age threeMy paternal grandmother Louise Ohmer Hubler with me, age three

When I was a very young child, maybe four or five-years old, I have clear memories of my grandmother bringing me downtown to see plays, mainly musicals.  It was a thrill to be in the audience for these live performances and what I remember most is the music, the songs like June Is Bustin’ Out All Over’ from Carousel or 76 Trombones from The Music Man. “Marian the librarian” must have been a nick-name from that point in time I love you madly madly Madame Librarian Marian…

I did not know how lucky I was until years later when I found myself working for Bread & Roses and bringing music into juvenile halls — where I learned in shock that some of the teens who were in detention had grown-up in urban San Francisco and could not tell time, had never seen the ocean or been to a live play.

On Martin Luther King weekend, I flew to see my two nieces, ages 8 and 12, in Dayton, Ohio “follow the yellow brick road” in the Muse Machine‘s production of “The Wizard of Oz.”  And what a production it was — with a budget rumored to be in the $250,000 range, a live orchestra, a New York trained director by way of California, Broadway caliber stage sets and costumes.  This unique program is an extraordinary accomplishment for the greater Miami Valley considering the drastic cuts for arts funding in so many school districts throughout the country.

I cannot even imagine what it must have been like to be an eight-year-old munchkin like Allie or the youngest member of the town hall ensemble as a seventh grader like 12-year-old Katie.  What a fantastic experience to have the opportunity to be in such a grand production at such a tender age with the discipline of auditions and rehearsals, the camaraderie of the extended family in the cast who called Katie their “little Sis” and the thrill of feeling the connection with audience in the live performance itself.

Niece Katie Hubler with godmother Aunt Marian With god-daughter Katie Hubler in the lobby after the musical.

I realized that I had seen “The Wizard of Oz” as a film, but never as a live stage production.  There were some surprises in the stage adaptation including a large and energetic jitter bug scene.   And seeing the munchkins brought to life by so many sweet-faced children brought some poignant feelings to the surface.    There was Allie swooping across the stage with a flock of children.  There was Katie arm and arm with the dancers.  Because I live at a distance and do not have children of my own,  this experience of seeing them growing up on stage seemed all the more important.

it was a real joy to see them blossom, during the performance and in the flush and afterglow of the show. Katie’s poise — after being part of the Muse Machine as well as many productions of the Children’s Performing Arts Theatre of Miamisburg — was evident.  The eight-year-old Allie seemed to have grown-up almost over night.  I was surprised by her cultural sophistication when I found out she sang “Seasons of Love” Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes from the Broadway Musical Rent for her audition song.  And backstage she learned a politically incorrect, though hilariously depicted monologue, whose punch line had to do with a “dead dog, a dumb daughter and no coffee.”

As an introduction before the play, the Muse Machine had some college students, former participants of their theatre program, come back to talk about the impact of the program upon their success in life. The students spoke of the confidence it had given them, leadership skills developed for college and competitions successfully undertaken.  They said it was truly “transformational philanthropy” this experience of the arts that helped them increase their achievements on so many levels.

The mission of the Muse Machine, which is largely for high school students from around the Miami Valley, is to bring “arts experiences to life in everyday learning.” Now a 30-year program founded by Suzy Bassani, it is a tribute to those in the Miami Valley who have kept it going for so long and to the funders as well, people like the late Virginia Kettering whose father-in-law invented the self-starter for the automobile and whose Kettering Families Foundation has provided support for so many artistic endeavors through the years in Dayton.

It was indeed going down memory lane for me to be again in Dayton’s historic opera house, the Victoria Theatre, which dates back to the 1880’s. I remembered so vividly the musicals I had seen there with my grandmother in the late 50’s and 60’s.  Visceral memories came flooding back while seated in the historic theatre and standing again under crystal chandeliers in the grand marble lobby waiting to congratulate my nieces.

That night, since we had come such a long way, my mother Milly Hubler treated us to tickets to see the play. Several weeks later she took Katie for her birthday to see Jersey Boys at the Schuster Performing Arts Center and so because of her generosity, the tradition continues…

Muse Machine's Wizard of OzYoung theatre-goers at the Muse Machine’s Wizard of Oz at the Victoria Theatre

Sitting behind us during the musical were four of Allie’s eight-year-old friends, some of the most beautifully dressed and enthusiastic theatre-goers that I have ever seen. They were all dolled up in velvet dresses with hair of cascading curls and arms full of flowers waiting in the lobby afterwards to see their friend.  I cannot stop smiling even as I think of them now, for I imagine they will undoubtedly be theatre-goers and arts supporters for the rest of their lives now that they have had this experience as I did — indelibly etched at such a young age…

Holly Hubler with Allie Hubler (second from left)My sister Holly Hubler with god-daughter Allie Hubler (second from left)

Cultural Adventure: (Mill Valley & Berkeley California or where-ever you are) Treat your children or a friend’s children or your nieces and nephews or your grand-children to tickets to a live musical, better yet, one that features children in the cast.  The Throckmorton Theatre’s Youth Performance program in Mill Valley presents musicals featuring young people and is a worthy cultural organization to support year-round. The Freight & Salvage in Berkeley also hosts weekend musicals for children.

Copyright Marian Hubler 2012, All Rights Reserved

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El Corazon – Art in the Heart of Mexico

03 Friday Feb 2012

Posted by marianhubler in Culture, Spirit, Travel

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Art, Cultural Tourism, Frida Kahlo, Mexico, Oaxaca

We were an international gathering of friends spontaneously re-writing the lyrics to the 12 Days of Christmas — Mexico City-style.   “On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me … un tamale oaxaqueno.” (a tamale from Oaxaca)  As we went around the circle with everyone contributing lyrics, I learned that “ocho secuestrados” (eight people who have disappeared) were on people’s minds along with “tres pinatas bellas” (three beautiful pinatas) and cuatro estrellas brilliantes (four brilliant stars.)

Many people are afraid to travel to Mexico because of the violence which is largely to the north.  However, those who are brave enough to travel to the central part of the country will find a great deal of thought-provoking and vibrant art.

Marian Hubler buys a carpet in Oaxaca.A beautiful hand-woven carpet made by a family in Oaxaca.

For “la noche de la Navidad” we traveled through canyons dotted with cactus six hours south of the “Distrito Federal” to the beautiful colonial city of Oaxaca, a World Heritage site.  We wondered what colorful planet we had landed upon.

Large puppets stood like sentinels in the streets.  The hand-stamped tin ornaments with their bright designs were strung on Christmas trees.  The colorful pinatas dangled from lamp-posts at street corners, while great clouds of balloons for the children swayed in the wind.

People found myriad ways to express their faith through their artistic endeavors. The silver-crowned head-dresses of the religious parade-goers headed to church bobbed wildly along like they were on their way to Mardi-gras.   Some women walked carefully with gifts side-by-side with the baby Jesus dolls that they carried in baskets.

In the old town north of the Zocolo, the main plaza, we were astonished by the variety and quality of the handicrafts made in the surrounding valleys throughout the state of Oaxaca by over 16 indigenous tribes. Color in many forms delighted the eye at every turn.  Hand-woven carpets were dyed with natural ingredients — vibrant marigold, moss, indigo and brilliant red from the cochinilla, small insects on the underside of the agave.

In several shops, we met whole families who made carpets.  My sister bought a carpet from a man who had woven it by hand.  He told us of the stories of all the birds on the branches of his “Tree of Life” and the human emotions they conveyed. I bought a red carpet made by the sister of his cousin. The arbol, or sacred tree, was one of its elemental designs, featured along with the key design that we had seen at the ruins.

Marian Hubler spies a peacock in an alabrijes shop.A brightly-colored peacock in an alabrijes shop near Oaxaca.

The day we went to the ancient Zapotec ruins at Mitla we learned 80 percent of the indigenous people died when they got sick from the many diseases brought by the Spanish colonists. We saw how poor many of the people are in the countryside and how simply some of them live.  One cannot help but be struck by what they produce everyday to sell in the markets. How beautiful and bright are the things that they make with their hands.  How humbling it is to see how they transcend their poverty with their art.

How much love, spirit and humor goes into every piece of the alabrijes, for instance, the brightly painted animals made out of copal wood.  A believer in feng shui bought two turtles to attract love into her life. I brought home a cool cat with an arched tail to remind me not to take life so seriously…

Every day I am inspired when I see some of these beautiful things now in my home in Northern California.  I remember that life is short and can be transformed into a thing of beauty.  And I remember the people I met along the way in Mexico who express their humanity and affirm life through the beautiful things they are constantly creating.

Cultural Adventures:  Mexican Art (San Francisco Bay Area)  Take part in the Mission Arts and Performance Project (MAPP) a bi-monthly neighborhood inter-cultural arts event featuring live music and performance.  (Oaxaca, Mexico) Visit the lovely colonial city of Oaxaca during a festival of folk dance, the Guelaguetza in July or Noche de los Rabanos (Night of the Radishes on Dec. 23.)

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