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Newsletter
- Fall 2002
Interview
A Conversation
with Tracy Kidder

Thomas
Cole
View
from Mount Holyoke, Northampton, Massachusetts, after a
Thunderstorm (The Oxbow)
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In the following interview, Marianne
Doezema discusses the image of Mt. Holyoke (the mountain) as it appears in the
book Home Town, with Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Tracy Kidder.
MD: Why did you begin Home Town
with some musings about the summit of Mt. Holyoke?
TK: I wanted some way to invite readers
in, to set the stage for the book—and I tried many different things.
Maybe I should go back to the way
this project came about, in 1994. At the time I began writing the book about
Northampton, I had recently been in Haiti to do a story for the New Yorker.
I don't think I would previously have been able to imagine a place as dreadful
as Haiti, and when I came back I couldn't help but think about the advantages
we have in this place. In contrast to Haiti, where almost nothing functions,
where there is virtually no viable infrastructure, returning to Northampton,
I thought: here's a town that seems to be working pretty well, and I wonder
why.
Critical too was meeting the cop,
Tommy O'Connor, who promised to show me a different town than the one I'd ever
seen. He was right. The underside of a town as nice as Northampton can still
be pretty gritty. He introduced me to it.
So that opening scene of Home
Town contains a certain amount of irony. The view from the summit of Mt.
Holyoke has been one of the most famous landscapes in America. And yet, all
these things are going on underneath. And in the course of my research I discovered
that this was true when Thomas Cole painted his famous landscape. What was the
year?
MD: Cole painted The Oxbow
in 1836.
TK: So, his exquisitely beautiful
painting was done not very long after the horrible hanging of two young Irishmen
in Northampton, which provided an occasion for a great holiday in the town.
What I was trying to suggest in the foreword was the intrigue that is always
hidden in a scene, what a scene doesn't fully show.
But I have many thoughts about the
view from Mt. Holyoke. It hasn't really changed very much, for one thing. Of
course, Interstate 91 is there now and the marina, but still the main elements
remain.
MD: That some things never change
might be seen as a recurring theme in Home Town.
TK: In fact, continuity is one of
the things I like about New England. I grew up on Long Island in the 1950s,
and the place where I was raised has essentially vanished. It was bulldozed.
For me it's reassuring that my "replacement" home has changed less.
In fact, we know that over the last 150 years quite dramatic changes have occurred—almost
every tree was cut at one time, for example—but the landscape has returned
in many respects to the way it was in the early 19th century.
MD: In terms of Mt. Holyoke itself
and the historic hotel where so many tourists stayed, we owe a debt to groups
of citizens who have recognized the value of the site of a national cultural
icon and fought to preserve it over the years.
TK: I do believe that enduring geological
features are important, though I don't think I can be clear about exactly why.
In a very basic way, a prominent landmark such as Mt. Holyoke tells you where
you are. I also feel that old buildings in a town are important, too, for a
variety of reasons, but landscape features like Mt. Holyoke even more so. They
let you know that you're not the first person in a place.
MD: Laura Baumeister, a Smith College
student featured in your book, was wistful at one point about "an old,
settled kind of beauty."
TK: Yes, Laura was initially quite
scornful of considering the Mt. Holyoke Range a real mountain range, having
come from the West. But the mountains here came to be meaningful to her, as
well as the old buildings. They served as reminders that these things were here
before you and will be here after you're gone. The geographic features, especially,
give you a sense of your own place in the world and in time.
MD: In an early scene in Home
Town you describe Tommy out on patrol, seeing the Mt. Holyoke Range above
the Victorian rooftops of Main Street. Would you read from that paragraph?
TK: "They aren't really mountains,
just a line of steep green hills. But in Tommy's windshield, they always looked
more distant and much taller than they are. They looked grand and not quite
real. They looked like Northampton's painted backdrop, and they gave him both
a faraway and a comforting feeling. They made Northampton seem like places that
he's never seen, and yet defined the cozy scale of a place he knew by heart—miniature
mountains for the miniature city that lay before him down Main Street."
MD: For Thomas Cole the mountain
wasn't a backdrop, of course, but a destination. People today might not realize
that the summit of Mt. Holyoke was one of the most popular tourist sites in
the country, second only to Niagara Falls. And a large part of Cole's achievement
in his now-famous painting was to embrace in one picture both aspects of the
view from the summit that was consistently described in the travel literature
of the time: wilderness and cultivation.
TK: The combination of domesticity
and wildness—that's a deep expression. We shouldn't forget how terrifying
untamed landscape was to early settlers. From their perspective, mankind was
put here in the "New World" to conquer the wilderness. And painting
the landscape was, in a sense, another means of exerting control, of imposing
order on the disorderly. So Thomas Cole is possessing that landscape, claiming
ownership of it, in a way. Then the question becomes—for any artist and
for any writer, too, for that matter—just how accurate or interesting
is your vision of that order.

Martha
Armstrong
Oxbow
from the Summit House
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MD: The curators of
this exhibition have had the opportunity to discuss that very
question with some of the contemporary artists who have returned
to the site, often with the specific intention of creating a rejoinder
to Cole's influential prototype, paying homepage to and challenging
the work that has been described as the most important American
landscape.

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