Hello. It’s Monday. We will examine the sense of urgency that the Supreme Court ruling on abortion has added to the annual gay pride parade. We will also see a sculpture by Jean Dubuffet that was almost forgotten for decades.
The Supreme Court ruling on abortion and the threat to consensual same-sex relationships and same-sex marriage that Justice Clarence Thomas raised in his concurring opinion cast a shadow over New York’s Pride march on Sunday. .
The annual event is usually a shameless celebration. This time, Planned Parenthood led the parade at the invitation of Heritage of Pride, the group organizing the march along Fifth Avenue. Heritage of Pride said the court’s decision set “a troubling precedent that jeopardizes many other constitutional rights and freedoms”.
So while there were the usual rainbow balloons fluttering in the early summer breeze and the usual revelers tossing confetti, there was also a new urgency amid chants of “get up for the right to abortion”. Marchers and those on the sidelines said the times call for activism to uphold and expand the civil rights of women as well as people who identify as lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender.
Cynthia Nixon, the actress and former gubernatorial candidate, marched behind the group Planned Parenthood, saying the parade had been a party for the past few years. But this time, she says, “it’s a protest.”
This idea was echoed by many along the parade route, including Rick Landman, who said he participated in the first Pride March in 1970. “My Body, My Choice” of women marching on behalf of the New York City Department of Education. “I fought for women’s rights. The next generation must fight to keep them.
The parade was the first in-person pride march since 2019 due to the pandemic. It was the biggest of its kind over the weekend in Manhattan, but revelers celebrated the end of Pride Month at other events across the city, including the Queer Liberation March, which kicked off in Foley Square, downtown. There, too, people have expressed concern about the implications of the decision overturning Roe v. Wade.
“What will be next? Gay marriage? Trans rights? asked Charlotte Dragga, a trans woman from Durham, North Carolina. “It’s just going to get worse. This will have impacts beyond simple abortion.
Kymme Napoli of Park Slope, Brooklyn, a hospital counselor who often helps people who are struggling to decide whether to have an abortion, said the court ruling “has made people want to get out more, support each other more others”.
Crying as she spoke, she said, “I’m scared for people who aren’t in states like New York.” Last week, Governor Kathy Hochul, a Democrat who is New York’s first female governor, announced an ad campaign to tell women nationwide that abortion remains available in New York, which legalized abortion in 1970. , three years before Roe versus Wade. has been decided. Separately, the state legislature has also passed bills intended to protect health care providers from charges in other states for performing abortions.
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Former Governor Nelson Rockefeller and his brothers hoarded so many sculptures — they were the Rockefellers, after all — that their staff could send a statue to storage and forget about it.
Even one that stands 11 feet tall, weighs seven and a half tons and has the unmistakable sassiness of French artist Jean Dubuffet, who created it in the 1960s and sold it to Rockefeller in the 1970s.
It languished, stored in a building with a dirt floor on the Rockefeller estate in Tarrytown, NY, in the 1980s, 1990s, 2000s and 2010s.
This building, which originally served as a cold-weather warehouse for the estate’s orange trees, had to be gutted to be turned into the David Rockefeller Arts Center (scheduled to open in October).
Sitting in a corner, wrapped in a blanket, was the Dubuffet.
Conservatives weren’t sure what they would think when the cover was pulled. It was generational: all of the curators who are now on staff were hired after Nelson Rockefeller died in 1978 and the sculpture went into hiding. “We knew it was there,” said Katrina London, manager of collections and curatorial projects at the former estate, now known as the Pocantico Center, “but I had no idea how big it was. impressive and exciting.”
Dubuffet had no intention of ending up on the Rockefeller estate. He made it as an “experimental creation,” said Judy Clark, executive director of the Pocantico Center, and installed it in his backyard in France. Nelson Rockefeller saw a photograph of it a few years later and arranged to buy it, London said.
After a few years on the estate, she says, the Dubuffet needed some touch-ups and was moved to the Orangerie. “They were going to put it there and figure out what to do with it,” she said. But with Rockefeller’s death, “he just stayed there.”
Tests in 2019 showed it was structurally sound, meaning it could be moved, and that was – in a shed, so renovations to the Orangerie could begin.
Soon, curators were scouting for possible locations on the land. They printed a life-size image of the sculpture on vinyl which they took from place to place.
They picked a hill near the main gate where, for now, it’s under scaffolding and the curators are checking it. “We liked this place because it was high enough that you could see it from many different directions,” London said. “It seemed appropriate as a welcoming beacon, almost, and to signify that there is a collection of outdoor sculpture beyond – a very large one. Ninety-four outdoor sculptures.
I was in the subway during a service change, summer Saturday. An ad hoc committee had formed in the car where I was. We were debating where the woman sitting next to me should be transferred to get to the Brooklyn Museum.
After deciding which stop made the most sense, she and I talked about our lives as we made our way there. She had lived in New York for more than 50 years. I had just returned after a year’s absence. She had done IT work for a company based in Germany, and I also worked in technology.
When we got to where she was going to transfer, I got off with her and we waited together for the next train. I wondered if anyone thought we were grandmother and grandson, rather than strangers who had met just 20 minutes before on a roundabout D.
When I mentioned that I had just gone through a breakup, she told me that in bad times, I had to tell myself three things: “I love you. I will take care of you. I will never leave you.”
She insisted that I memorize the phrases, and I mumbled them over and over in the tacky subway car.
When we got off the train, I started asking her name. Rather than telling me, she made me repeat what she had taught me.
“I love you,” I say. “I will take care of you. I will never leave you.”
She headed for the museum, and I walked back down Eastern Parkway toward home. I said the words one more time, this time just for me. They were barely audible against traffic noise.
— Ethan Peterson-New