Columbia Art and Folk Fest, Doyle Jeter and Robin Hood
Posted by Eric Lincoln on 23rd October 2009
Rain knocked out the end-of-day crowd at the Columbia Art and Folk Festival in Caldwell Parish, Oct. 10.
This post includes reviews on the Columbia Art Fest, Doyle Jeter at the Masur and Robin Hood with the Young Troupe at Strauss Theater.
My first point of interest was the 54th Annual Columbia Art Folk Festival in, of course, Columbia, La. I’d post a link to the festival’s website, but there ain’t one. I drove just over an hour from Rayville with my nine-year-old, Nika, to go check out the festival. Given the location, I figured this would be more of a crafts and food event, and I was right. By the time we arrived at about 3pm, the day had turned gray and rain was spattering the street. Since the fair only went until 5pm that day anyway, a few vendors had already begun packing up, and the remaining bands were canceled.
That didn’t stop us, though. We put up our hoods and marched right in and took a quick glance down both directions of the street to see what was up. The whole fair runs about four blocks or so right down the center of the town, which has about 10,000+ folks according to Wiki. I imagine this festival is a pretty big deal for the locals, particularly since it’s been going on annually for half a century.
Jack Thompson works on an Adirondack chair.
The crowd had cleared out but we were able to talk with a few remaining vendors such as J.V.Crain of Crain’s Wood Designs, and also Carmen Head and Tonyah Meredith of Bella’s Boutique. (Again, no online links that I could find.) These folks were sticking it out until the end, which was lucky for me. I was really fascinated by the woodwork by Crain. He took the time to explain to me how his beautifully smooth and tri-toned bowls are crafted. At the Bella’s Boutique tent, which looked like a gypsy encampment with all the tinkling jewelry and clothing billowing about in the breeze, Head and Meredith told me that they were excited about opening their new store in Columbia because there aren’t otherwise a lot of places to shop there for hand-crafted clothing.
Tonyah Meredith, Carmen Head, and Johnnie Fallin of Bella's Boutique at the Columbia Art and Folk Festival in Caldwell Parish.
Other parts of the street were likely a little more enticing when they were busier. There were food tents selling selections such as pork skins, seafood gumbo and beignets — I could go for some of those right now, actually — plus craft tents with more selections of clothing, small home decorations and furniture. I saw one tent that had some some paintings from a small local art guild.
Avery Bailey, five, hangs out at the end of a rainy day at the Columbia Art and Folk Festival.
There was a pleasant atmosphere around all this despite the light rain. I had the feeling that the festival was probably the only thing happening in the area and pretty active during its sunnier moments. I caught a few shots of kids goofing around, plus one of a very cute little girl under an umbrella, which was a nice way to wrap up the trip. I’d run down there again next year if I’m still around, and would take both my nine-year-old and my four-year-old girls with me. I think they’d enjoy it.
And now, onward …
The Masur Museum hosted a talk with local artist Doyle Jeter on Oct. 13. The rain continued bearing down on us all this week, and this evening’s event found me driving the entire distance from Rayville to Monroe in a sleet, then dashing from my car into the back reception area of the Masur just after 7 p.m. to catch Jeter’s talk. I wasn’t sure what exactly he was going to be talking about, but I had a few people tell me I should catch him, so there I was. My ex-wife, Anna, is a painter and was also there with our four-year-old, Emma, who commandeered my notepad and pen to keep herself occupied. I kept having to take it from her to write notes, which became scattered between her pen images of angel people.
Emma's masterpiece. Note the freehand style. The carefully placed rosy cheeks. Genius, really.
Printmaker Doyle Jeter talks with a viewer.
Gaining some quick background on Jeter, I picked this up from the Masur’s site:
Doyle Jeter is founder of Enoch’s Irish Pub, the Eye-20 Group, the 10/20/40 Group, and the Northeast Louisiana Celtic Festival. He has a master’s degree in printmaking from New Mexico Highlands University, and his work can be found in private and public collections, including the Museum of Fine Arts in Santa Fe, New Mexico. His most recent printmaking project is three editions of prints by Lynda Benglis. Works from this collaboration will be on view at Arender Gallery starting October 1.
Work by Lynda Benglis and printmaker Doyle Jeter at the Masur Museum, Oct. 13.
I didn’t know anything about printmaking as an art form, so I was curious to see what Jeter was up to. Printmaking … that’s like screenprinting or something, ya? Or printing photographs? I know all about that. Well, it turns out that it’s none of the above. I’m still not entirely sure I understand it, and I may look up more about the process later if I have time between this blog and everything else, but for now, and after Jeter’s talk, I know that it’s an incredibly time-consuming process that nets the artist one, unique image on paper or canvas, or whatever medium he or she chooses. And it’s time-consuming, as in 40 to 60 hours to create one piece that looks, to my photographer’s eye, like a photograph.
I was a little flabbergasted at the idea of spending that much time on one image. I spend my days shooting and sorting through hundreds, if not thousands, of “prints” of my own. But printmakers such as Jeter would likely be just as taken aback at any close comparison between photography and printmaking. I was comforted to read the Wiki description of the difference, though, which says the printmaker creates not a “print” but more of an “impression.”
This fits with what Jeter explained to the crowd of about 40. We all listened attentively as he told us many stories of his youth and upbringing in different parts of the world, his time in college, and how he came into art, and his thoughts on it, and some more stories of his family and trips he had taken. Jeter said he feels at home here, as well as in New York, Ireland and Puerto Rico, having spent various times of his life in those places.
“Music played a big role, too,” he said. “I remember my mom dancing the flamenco in the house with a rose in her mouth … I think everything that happens in life goes right into your art. The themes come back around.
“Art isn’t the critics or what people say about it. It’s sitting in your studio creating and reaching that moment, that spark of life, when you suddenly know you’ve hit it.”
He spent a few minutes explaining his technique for printmaking, using three pieces of his work as examples, and then spent his remaining time talking about a fourth piece he included from Lynda Benglis, an artist he has great affection and respect for, and who he worked with for some time. As he put it, this is a woman who, even in her sixties, can simply come along and strike at a canvas with a green crayon, and create a masterpiece.
Given the time involved in crafting one single print via the printmaking method, I’m not inclined to take it up myself, based on what Jeter discussed. But there’s something to the physicality of it that I appreciate. As a photographer, I don’t get my hands dirty in the art — there’s no steel to melt, paint to splatter, wood to carve. It’s all visual. In that respect, as I listened to Jeter talk about working “in the dirt,” so-to-speak, with Benglis, I envied the realness of what he experienced, as opposed to the digitized art form I now work in.
I spoke with Jeter afterwards for a few minutes and found out that he’s the founder of the annual Celtic Festival in West Monroe. I’ve been planning to see this festival since I first heard about it, so it was neat to meet the fellow who started it.
The Sheriff of Nottingham gets waylaid by gypsies.
That’s that … next was the Young Troupe’s performance of an energetic and updated version of Robin Hood at the Strauss Theater.
I’m planning to videotape a performance of this for the theater, and also to put a few clips on ArtNELA. Before I can do that, I have to know my cues, so I went to check out the student performance at 11 a.m., Oct. 21.
I was surprised at the energy of this gang of about forty or fifty kids, and even more so at the ability of director Steve Barton to corral it all into a show that wants to leap off the stage and into your lap but manages to keep itself just barely in check. Also, I expected quietly-voiced dialogue by shy kids, but heck no, for the most part these guys and girls fairly shouted their lines to the audience of school students and received a good deal of laughter and applause in return.
The age range of the performers goes from about six to seventeen.
There is a large cast and so much general running about in this show that it’s impossible to take it all in, but the leading actors and actresses do a fine job of keeping the attention where it belongs. Beaux Coleman as Robin Hood seems to be enjoying himself immensely both as a character and an actor, and milks his multiple introductions, which each come with their own soundtrack. Dialogue from his arch-enemy The Sheriff of Nottingham, played by Nathaneal Medlin, is offered with a nonstop, conceited ridiculousness that becomes really, really, really funny simply by virtue of its boisterous continuation. His endless, high-pitched and very unexpected yelp as he discovers Robin in the forest had the kids roaring in laughter.
The hippies go transcendental on Robin Hood at the Strauss Theater, Oct. 21.
A nod goes to Katherine Klagholz for her role as everyone’s favorite maid in distress — at least until she wallops Robin to both sides of the stage and back — and to Maddie Snead, who was very articulate and convincing as the dancing, accented Gypsy who leads the Sheriff temporarily away from Robin, and to Jacob Branson for his appropriately whiny role as the Sheriff’s sidekick, and also to Alyssa Leader who gave us just as spirited a performance as we saw from her in her minor role in Strauss’s Modern Millie recently.
I was quite amused at the shenanigans of the cast overall, as they came into and out of the various scenes, usually with a great deal of running or shouting, but never out of control (an important point). It seemed to me that Barton decided to just favor the group’s energy over the possibility that kids might trip over themselves and come crashing down the stairs at some point while entering from all corners of the theater. I think this was the right choice. The activity and energy really added a lot to the event and gave all the kids in the audience an endless amount of enjoyment, while also keeping the cast very involved physically, a necessity for youth productions.
On more than one occasion, for instance, cast members on stage would point in fright above the audience, and sure enough, the sheriff’s posse would come charging right down from the upper level, or a crowd would come barreling in from the wings. A well-chosen rock music soundtrack overlaid this occasionally, but not too loudly.
There is an amusing turn, too, from a small group of hippies that seem to have time-warped into Sherwood Forest.
The set never changes but serves its purpose well by allowing lots of room for the kids and few distractions, while also giving the audience an idea of three separate locations that include the facade of a two-towered castle. Music that overlaid various scenes was occasionally so low that it just sounded accidental, but I preferred that to the alternative, and otherwise I had no problem either hearing the kids or the music at the right moments.
Director Steve Barton talks to the audience after the Oct. 10 performance of Robin Hood.
No Robin Hood production would be complete without some swordplay and general ruckus. The choreography here between Robin and the Sheriff is handled excellently — adults can see there’s little danger of the kids getting hurt, and at the same time, it’s actually a little frightening to see them going at it and throwing themselves around. The ensemble even gets involved in the mayhem toward the end, and it looks like a giant barroom fight, then everyone stops and, of course, Robin emerges victorious with a glaring grin. The whole bit made me remember bouncing crazily on a trampoline with my friends as a kid, pretending to be karate experts and doing back-kick somersaults. Fun and a little nutty, really, is what it was — and that’s what this show is.
Recommended for kids, for sure, I’d say six-years and older. I’ll be taking my nine-year-old to see it this weekend.
For info, call the theater @ 318-323-6681.
Next post on ArtNELA: “Strike Up The Band” at Biedenharn Gardens brings in some class-act voices for a tribute to Great Depression-era musicals. Catch the article, photos and video here shortly, as well as in the Nov. issue of Delta Style.
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