Wednesday, May 2, 2012

House Poet


The Dickinson Homestead's green grounds have transitioned from a Civil War encampment site to a  giant monopoly board with "little white houses" springing up everywhere, bringing three dimensional aliveness to the words of Amherst's most famous resident, The Belle of Amherst, our own beloved reclusive genius, Miss Emily Dickinson.

"Little White Houses" meets "A Poetic Dialogue" in Sweetser Park


The topographical art project--40 little houses with Miss Emily's evocative words stenciled all around--encompasses the entire  museum grounds as well as Sweetser Park, joining a previous art installation, silhouettes of Emily Dickinson and Robert Frost. 

Also included in the sprawling display are a trio of historic neighbors:  The Evergreens, Woman's Club and Hills House, all of which occupy the proposed Local Historic District, a controversial zoning article Amherst Town Meeting will discuss and vote later this month.


The Little White House Project opens Thursday, May 10 and runs through Saturday, June 30. Opening Reception May 12 at the Emily Dickinson Museum. Admission is free.


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

There are also two houses in the Jones Library atruium.

Anonymous said...

The first time I saw these, my reaction was "Oh, Lord, more of that Occupy bullshit."

Instead it's just a silly art project. I can live with that.

Dr. Ed said...

I hate to say this, but they look identical to the structures we use around the ocean to protect equipment and small gasoline engines. Not to mention electrical stuff which really doesn't like getting wet...

Block and tackles didn't mind getting wet, wooden traps actually needed to in order to "weather", and young men didn't have the choice of minding; but once we went to all the hydraulics, wire traps and electronics (the electronics on a fishing boat now costs more than the boat itself), that stuff very much did mind and the rustic pile-o-gear on the end of the wharf became the pile of rusted/corroded trash and there quickly was a schism between what the Maine Dept of Tourism wanted wharfs to look like and what we needed to have them look like...

And I would have loved to see Crash Barry been a sternman back in the days of the 200 lb wooden 4-headed Anderson traps -- of which I used to routinely haul 500 per day. You can't do that stoned.