Interview With Myself

The following is from a conversation I had with one of our local artists, Jacqui Hawk, who has been living with her family in Dunstable since 1994.

DN: What got you into painting?

Jacqui: I am a native of Edinburgh, Scotland. As a child, I loved to paint, always seeking creative ways to express myself through various mediums. But never in my wildest dreams had I imagined the tenderness and raw power in which the art would lend itself to me in helping me grow as a woman faced with many challenges. I found that I had discovered a way to reveal the hidden intimacies of my life.

 DN: I noticed that your email user name on your website is: “ladyvangough.” Would you say that your work is influenced by Van Gough

 Jacqui: One of the first paintings I did was “Ten Moons in a Scarlet Sky.” The moons are symbolic of the countries I have either worked in or traveled to. The mountains symbolize challenges and goals, and the trees symbolize growth. Not long after I did that painting, I saw ‘Starry Night’ by Van Gogh for the first time… and was immediately struck by our similarities… the energy and passion of his brush strokes – very thick, with an inherent movement and awareness of colors – together with his intimate correlation of nature and humankind. I plan on keeping both my ears though!

DN: What inspires you to paint? What does art mean to you?

Jacqui:  There is a Gaelic word, ‘Anam Cara’ – it means ‘soul friend’, a person to whom you could reveal the hidden intimacies of your life. This friendship is an act of recognition and belonging. You are joined in an eternal way with the friend of your soul.My art is my ‘Anam Cara’. It is from myself, to myself. It reflects the core of me, tells the story of a woman; where she has come from, where she is going, and it is the bright promise of a beautiful tomorrow… My art has always listened to my soul – it understands. Everyone is an artist. We just have to bring it out of the silence and coax the invisible to become visible and to grow, we need to be truthful to our vulnerable complexity.  

 DN: I have to admit that, although I am usually touched by what I see, I don’t always understand abstract art. I can appreciate it better when I know something about what the artist had in mind when the painting was conceived. Could you tell me about some of your paintings?

Jacqui: I work mainly in acrylics and oils, wax, pearlescent powders, gesso of different consistencies and stained glass pieces, which I incorporate on top of and around the oil design. I like seeing how joyfully they integrate and play with each other.

Each painting tells a story… from my Scottish origins, or my travels around the world, or personal struggles and challenges I faced as a child, and now as a woman.

 “Aboriginal Dance” is a symbolic representation of a cave I came across in the Blue Mountains outside of Sydney, Australia, while I was living there in 1988. I integrated stained glass pieces adhered with gesso into an acrylic design.

“Flowers for Timothy” is a symbolic representation of triumph of light over dark. It is the story of a friend of mine, who inspired me greatly. This piece was done using acrylics and wax.

 “Whimsical Walk” is a playful collaboration with my son Liam, who added buttons to my stained glass depictions of mountains and suns… It symbolizes the need to dream, to find your path in life, and live your authentic colors.

 DN: Do you make a living by selling your art?

Jacqui: I sell my paintings mainly through word of mouth….Friends telling friends. I work full time as a Corporate Project Manager at UMass Lowell, so this is indeed still a part-time passion. The hardest part for me is the fact that I have to be truly inspired to paint… it is not an “on demand” thing. Weeks can go by when I won’t paint; then there are other times when I’m painting feverishly into the early hours of the morning. It all depends on my inspiration.

 DN: How long have you been in Dunstable? Is this the first place you have lived in the US?

Jacqui: I moved to Dunstable from the UK in 1994 – the English feel of the landscape here appeals to me greatly. It’s a home away from home. It’s peaceful nature provides a wonderful palette from which to paint.

 DN: Is there anything else you’d like to tell our readers?

Jacqui: If anything, I hope I inspire you to find the artist within you. There is one within all of us… to be an artist does not mean you have to have a “technical” ability or grasp of a subject… Paint with your heart and soul, allow yourself to make mistakes…and feel proud of your uniqueness.

 

Nine Moons in a Scarlett Sky

 

Flowers for Timothy

 

Aboriginol Dance
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Jacqui Hawk – Original Artwork – Gift Store

 

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Longfellow’s Wayside Inn, Sudbury MA – Invitation

Original artwork by Jacqui Hawk.

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Original Artwork by Jacqui Hawk

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Jerusha – Message from the Grave ?

Jerusha

Like many before me, I fell in love with the Wayside Inn in Sudbury, the minute I stepped through the front door… immediately transported back in time to simple elegance and charm. 

A native of the United Kingdom, I felt a deep affinity with this Inn and surrounding area… the mighty old oaks, rambling stone walls… plush green meadows reminded me of my british roots.  There is a peace and tranquility which descends on the soul as you walk around the inn… it is easy to understand why it was so central to the lives of the folks who lived there and in nearby villages…

My friend Ken and I began a love affair with the inn over the last three years… each time learning more and more about the Innkeepers who had loved this place and kept it in the hearts of all.  We were particularly curious about Jerusha…. She was the eldest daughter of Adam How 1763 – 1840.  Born in 1797 and known as the Belle of Sudbury, Jerusha was an accomplished pianist, painter, and resided in rooms above the now current Old Kitchen for most of her 44 years. Jerusha refused all local suitors, instead falling in love with an Englishman, who subsequently sailed home to arrange the marriage.  He never returned and the sadness she felt can be felt when reading her journal (dated 1838… four years before her death) which we found online in the Goodnow Library archives in Sudbury. http://sudbury.ma.us/archives/

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We discovered she was buried in Wadsworth Cemetary in Sudbury and one Fall afternoon decided to visit and pay our respects.  Her tomb is very visible and elaborate, and as you can see from the picture above, head and shoulders above the other grave stones.  Further research told us that she had requested a monument over her grave of white marble at a cost of not less than 800 dollars and not more than 1000 dollars, which in today’s terms puts it well over $60,000 – a remarkable amount to spend on a grave.  

Grave Stone of Jerusha Howe

On closer inspection, we noticed the Rose Bush… one of the roses has been cut and is falling to the ground, upside down… to the right are two smaller flowers….

We were very intrigued, sensing her sadness over the fact her fiancé never returned…Did the upside Rose mean ‘unrequited love’…. ?  We have researched this – and there are several explanations, one being that it symbolizes a “no to love”…The two other small flowers on the right… perhaps symbolic of “I will never forget you”…. One gets the sense she died of a broken heart… a hopeless romantic myself, I would love to find out more about the young Englishman who captured her heart and never returned… what happened to him… did his ship meet perilous waters… or did he simply have a change of heart… ? We believe Jerusha wanted to be found in death… and give her lost love one last message…

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Longfellow’s Ancient Oak Trees and Other Stories from the Wayside Inn

Longfellow’s Ancient Oak Trees

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Love Story by Jacqui Hawk, 2008 ©

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow visited the Wayside Inn, Sudbury MA  in October of 1862.  The inn became the setting and the regulars, the characters for his 1863 book “Tales of a Wayside Inn”.  I read this book with great enjoyment and interest, in particular his mention of the “great oaks” :-

One Autumn night, in Sudbury town,
Across the meadows bare and brown,
The windows of the wayside inn
Gleamed red with fire-light through the leaves
Of woodbine, hanging from the eaves
Their crimson curtains rent and thin.

As ancient is this hostelry
As any in the land may be,
Built in the old Colonial day,

When men lived in a grander way,
With ampler hospitality;
A kind of old Hobgoblin Hall,
Now somewhat fallen to decay,
With weather-stains upon the wall,
And stairways worn, and crazy doors,
And creaking and uneven floors,
And chimneys huge, and tiled and tall.

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Longfellow’s Ancient Oak Trees, Wayside Inn, Sudbury MA, by Jacqui Hawk (C) 2008

A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams,
Remote among the wooded hills!
For there no noisy railway speeds,
Its torch-race scattering smoke and gleeds;
But noon and night, the panting teams
Stop under the great oaks, that throw
Tangles of light and shade below,
On roofs and doors and window-sills.
Across the road the barns display
Their lines of stalls, their mows of hay,
Through the wide doors the breezes blow,
The wattled cocks strut to and fro,
And, half effaced by rain and shine,
The Red Horse prances on the sign.
Round this old-fashioned, quaint abode
Deep silence reigned, save when a gust
Went rushing down the county road,
And skeletons of leaves, and dust,
A moment quickened by its breath,
Shuddered and danced their dance of death,
And through the ancient oaks o’erhead
Mysterious voices moaned and fled.

(excerpt from Tales of the Wayside Inn, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

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Longfellow’s Wayside Inn, Sudbury MA,  by Jacqui Hawk (C) 2008

I have visited the inn several times… and searched the surrounding area for sight of these Great Oaks.  In February of 2007   I visited the Mary Martha Chapel and spent a wonderful morning browsing through catalog after catalog of unseen photographs of the great ancient oak trees in all their splendor.  These trees were REMARKABLE.  The White Oak on the left grew to be nearly 800 years old; it’s neighbor the Red Oak, about 600 years old…This in itself is amazing.. and I was especially struck with the fact that they died within 20 years of each other. White died after December 1939 Red died April 15, 1958.  I painted the painting at the top of this post and named it ‘Love Story’.  To me it is so touching that together they withstood the test of time and mother nature… branches entangled, shoulder to shoulder.   It is reported that up to 7 indians once hid inside the hollowed out trunk of the great White Oak; and humorous stories abound of Mr Lemon, one of the innkeepers, getting stuck inside and having to stay for 3 days or more without food so that he could squeeze his portly self out ! The roots of the Red Oak still exist today… right outside the Carriage House – I have in my possession a beautiful ring made from a piece of this 1000 year old tree – truly a most special gift.

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 Hobgoblin

Hobgoblin still stands outside the inn today.  Once a majestic White oak in his own right, he is now a little old man, held up by wire and his inner trunk is filled with concrete to preserve his frail frame.  He really does look like a small goblin with odd angled branches and a hunched over effect.  I painted the painting above in honor of this ancient character, I decided to portray him as a strong wielding warrior in a snow storm full of pride and vigor as he once must have been hundreds of years ago.

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Longfellow’s Hobgoblin Tree, Wayside Inn Sudbury, MA© by Jacqui Hawk

Jerusha

The Wayside Inn is rumored to be haunted with the ghost of Jerusha Howe. She was born in 1797 and died in 1842.  She was the sister of the last Howe Innkeeper and resided in rooms 9 and 10 of the Inn.

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