Cover Photo by Mark R. Day

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Letters to the Editor for Tuesday, February 11, 2014 - NewsAdvance.com : Letters To The Editor


Sale of Bellows painting a travesty

I am writing to express my deep disappointment with the sale of George Bellows’ painting “Men of the Docks” by the leadership of Randolph College. 

College President Bradley Bateman has tried to put a positive spin on this travesty of the public trust, which has been denounced by many museum professionals and the professional museum organization that govern museums of art, as a triumphant moment in Randolph Colleges history. Bateman’s statement that the reputation of Randolph College will benefit from its sale of this American masterpiece to the National Gallery of London proves the arrogance and ignorance of his actions.

The Maier Museum is a Lynchburg treasure, and the sale of this painting has diminished the lives of all the residents of our city.  I can only hope that the arts community of Lynchburg will react with one voice in the face of this despicable act and place immense pressure on the leadership of Randolph College to forgo any further sales of the Maier’s collection.

America and Lynchburg have lost an irreplaceable part of their history and Randolph College has discarded its values and dishonored the memory of the students and alumni who raised the funds and donated the painting to the college so many years ago.

What a shame the sale of “Men of the Docks” has been, for now our residents — and especially our children — will never again have the opportunity to be inspired by this amazing painting.

MARK DAY

Lynchburg

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Poem: "Addressed to a student"


 
Few are those inspired and resolved to learn the great truths of human knowledge.

Fewer still are those who will hazard the sojourn down dark musky paths toward enlightenment.

But for those who heed the call of the muses, knowledge shall radiate forth like a candle in the dark.

 

Written by Mark R. Day 2/5/2014.  Copyright by Mark R. Day 2/5/2014, all rights reserved.

 

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Poem: “Disappointment”



Oh! Balm of Sorrow, thy soft caress reproaches my blank and hollow aspect.

Disregard my only response, a folly to those who witness my continence.

For darkness has encompassed my universe and hidden all that rewarded life.

I am the vessel overflowing with misery, which splashes upon empty remains.

Cold!

Cold!

Cold!

My once joyous spirit is now corrupt and meaningless.

I am a shell, hollow, and devoid of contentment.

Life shall persist but with little desire, for my dream is dead.

Consumed in the unrelenting fires of technological achievement.



Written by Mark R. Day on 2/4/14.  Copyright by Mark R. Day 2/7/14 all rights reserved.

"initially done as an experiment to see if, I could write in the Romantic Style of Keats.  This work is my attempt to speak toward the the forlorn spirit of a man who has seen his way of life overwhelmed by the steady progress of human industry.  The man has been left behind in a rapidly changing world and nothing remains of the life he once lived.  Despair is the outcome as even his dream [hopes] have been taken from him."