On the line between Watertown and Woodbury, Connecticut, are three metal sculptures of eagles and the invitation to take photos. One eagle bears the US flag and dog tags; it carries the message of grief and patriotism and honor. The other two eagles on a scrap of Connecticut farmland are all muscle and power and intention.
They're beautiful. I would love to know who created them, how he learned the craft, how he came to so passionately create eagles.
I would love to learn these things in a conversation free of the party politics of the hour. I believe that the patriotism that drives the artist is the patriotism that drives me. It deserves a stronger voice.
When Ed and I stopped to take pictures a few weeks ago, a non-English-speaking Slavic family also stopped for pictures. Unlike us, they posed with the eagles. I watched them and thought of my Google news feed and the stories of Putin and Snowden and doping. That was one world. The world where I live and families from far away show up for pictures with anonymous sculptures of bald eagles is all about finding a good place to work hard and make a safe world for your kid.
That's what we're here for. That's what America does.
Our World Tuesday
2 Comments
Wow - those eagles are majestic!
ReplyDeleteAMEN! You are posting some wonderful posts lately especially, S!
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.