"Dublin Core:Title","Dublin Core:Subject","Dublin Core:Description","Dublin Core:Creator","Dublin Core:Source","Dublin Core:Publisher","Dublin Core:Date","Dublin Core:Contributor","Dublin Core:Rights","Dublin Core:Relation","Dublin Core:Format","Dublin Core:Language","Dublin Core:Type","Dublin Core:Identifier","Dublin Core:Coverage","Item Type Metadata:Text","Item Type Metadata:Interviewer","Item Type Metadata:Interviewee","Item Type Metadata:Location","Item Type Metadata:Transcription","Item Type Metadata:Local URL","Item Type Metadata:Original Format","Item Type Metadata:Physical Dimensions","Item Type Metadata:Duration","Item Type Metadata:Compression","Item Type Metadata:Producer","Item Type Metadata:Director","Item Type Metadata:Bit Rate/Frequency","Item Type Metadata:Time Summary","Item Type Metadata:Email Body","Item Type Metadata:Subject Line","Item Type Metadata:From","Item Type Metadata:To","Item Type Metadata:CC","Item Type Metadata:BCC","Item Type Metadata:Number of Attachments","Item Type Metadata:Standards","Item Type Metadata:Objectives","Item Type Metadata:Materials","Item Type Metadata:Lesson Plan Text","Item Type Metadata:URL","Item Type Metadata:Event Type","Item Type Metadata:Participants","Item Type Metadata:Birth Date","Item Type Metadata:Birthplace","Item Type Metadata:Death Date","Item Type Metadata:Occupation","Item Type Metadata:Biographical Text","Item Type Metadata:Bibliography","Item Type Metadata:Player","Item Type Metadata:Imported Thumbnail","Item Type Metadata:Referrer",tags,file,itemType,collection,public,featured "J.C. Bach and the Exhaustion of Feeling",,"I was around 16 years old at the time of my humanities moment. I had been playing the viola for 7 years. As usually occurred, I became bored with practicing the first movement of J.C. Bach's Viola Concerto in C minor that my teacher had given me for an upcoming recital, so I decided to skip to the next movement. The second one was not one that my teacher ever assigned her students, so I hadn't heard it before. After a somewhat cobbled together sight-reading attempt, I decided to look up a recording. The song was hauntingly beautiful, filled with slow, elongated melodies and fast, anxious lines. I don't know what Casadesus intended to communicate with it, but, for me, it was a song about grief. The slow passages are restrained emotion, how one might feel when they are trying to keep themselves from feeling their sadness. The piece then becomes more anxious, as if unable to stop from considering what's going on. After the climax, it wanes, as if exhausted by the full cycle of the feeling. All of this was clear to me immediately upon listening. The piece both changed the way that I played music, but also changed the way that I considered music in my life. It was what I turned to play immediately after the passing of a loved one. I played it in my senior recital. I have returned to it over and over ever since. It encouraged me to seek out musical moments in my life, and to consider the emotional and personal significance of humanities works.","J.C. Bach","J.C. Bach's Viola Concerto in C Minor, 2nd Movement",,2012,"Megan Kitts, 25, Philosophy Ph.D. Student",,,,,,bach-exhaustion-feeling,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"Through the National Humanities Center summer intensive program","Bach, J.C.,Classical Music,Emotional Experience,Music,Music Appreciation,Teachers & Teaching",http://humanitiesmoments.org/files/original/18/449/HM_Bach_Image.jpg,Text,"Graduate Student Residents 2021",1,0 "Classical Music Saved My Life",,"My Humanities Moment happened when I realized that Art and Music actually saved my life when I needed it. I remember walking in New York City at night. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. I was so depressed about how New York City is changing. I didn't see the Old New York anymore. All I see is glass building and ads everywhere. I reached Central Park at Sunset. I saw a man playing the violin. The sound of the violin reached my soul and spirit. I had my camera at the time and used it to record the music. I stood there for hours listening to music. When the music stopped, I thanked him for everything. I was glad to hear something different and at the same time classic. I learned to cherish everything because things are changing. ",,,,,"Tara Murray",,,,,,classical-music-saved-my-life,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"Classical Music,New York, New York",http://humanitiesmoments.org/files/original/364/Violin_Image_HM.jpg,Text,,1,0 "Music Connects Us",,"Music has always been a powerful and connective force, especially when we least expect it. My father dedicated his life to classical music. Classical was the only form of music we would hear coming from a radio or his cello as he practiced in our living room. Rock n Roll was only allowed with headphones unless my mom and I were in the car, without dad. I admit I had quite the contempt for Beethoven, Mozart, Brahms, and Tchaikovsky during my youth. I grew up with these old men and they didn't understand me in the early 1980s. How did they impact me? They taught me to listen even if I didn't want to. They taught me to hear the instruments and the passion and emotion that made up each piece of music. In my own space, I listened to Metallica, The Doors, and The Rolling Stones. I found myself listening and hearing the instruments. I found myself recognizing the emotion. I remember telling my father that Metallica and Beethoven were a lot alike. Take away the electricity and a lot of the energy was the same. He didn't agree nor did he ever like Metallica, but the debate was enjoyable. Even if we didn't agree on music, it is what connected us. ",,"Classical music",,Childhood,"Marty Amrine, 43, Writer",,,,,,music-connects-us,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"National Humanities Center website","Beethoven, Ludwig van,Brahms, Johannes,Classical Music,Fathers & Sons,Marysville, Ohio,Metallica,Mozart, Wolfgang Amadeus,Music,Rock & Roll,Tchaikovsky, Pyotr Ilyich,The Doors,The Rolling Stones",http://humanitiesmoments.org/files/original/286/19059639_10213412637338519_533675991542102884_n.jpg,Text,,1,0 "A Lifetime of Humanities Moments",,"
Some years ago, I was asked to give a lecture to students enrolled in a small university’s humanities program describing the personal epiphany I experienced which led to my passion for the humanities. Try as I might, I could not think of an isolated, single experience but rather a series of moments that stretch back to my childhood and have “stuck to my ribs” over a lifetime.
A very early memory: perhaps at the age of six or seven, I became mesmerized by Schubert’s “Unfinished Symphony” and repeatedly played it on the phonograph (several 78 discs), deeply affected by the contrast between the brooding, dark and the happier, lighter themes.
Quite obviously, I was drawn to classical music. Some five or six years later, I had my heart set to hear Rudolph Serkin perform Beethoven’s “Emperor” Piano Concerto with the Philadelphia Orchestra under Eugene Ormandy. An ear infection, quite painful, almost prevented the experience. Against doctor’s orders, my aunt took me. I clearly recall how thrilled I was by the crescendo-decrescendo passage in the last movement—leaving the concert hall pain-free with the infection gone!
During these early years, I was somewhat of a bookworm, transported to different times and places by books which provided delight, wonderment and a number of deeply poignant moments. Initially, adventure stories such as James Fennimore Cooper’s The Deerslayer and The Last of the Mohicans, Alexander Dumas’ The Three Musketeers and Jules Verne’s The Mysterious Island were my fare, followed by Mark Twain’s The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court and Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc and Willa Cather’s evocative novels My Antonia and O Pioneers!
I also had the good fortune of being taken to theater in my pre-adolescent years, thrilling to the performances of Ethel Barrymore in How Green Was My Valley, Walter Hampton in The Patriots and a bit later, José Ferrer in Edmond Rostand’s romantic masterpiece, Cyrano de Bergerac. In my later adolescence, I experienced unforgettable performances of Laurence Olivier and Vivien Leigh in back-to-back performances of Shakespeare’s Anthony and Cleopatra and George Bernard Shaw’s Caesar and Cleopatra. I was bowled over by Vivien Leigh playing Cleopatra as the young, adoring female in awe of Julius Caesar in the Shaw play and her brilliantly played, contrasting characterization as a mature and majestic woman facing her demise in Shakespeare.
A life of theater-going has followed. Naturally, the works of the Bard—Henry V, Macbeth, Hamlet, Merchant of Venice, Midsummer Night’s Dream, Othello and King Lear—have been at the core. Perhaps one of my most memorable nights of theater-going was a performance by the great husband-wife team of Alfred Lunt and Lynn Fontanne in Friedrich Dürrenmatt’s The Visit—a dramatization of greed, revenge and the power of money among people of rectitude.
The visual arts, particularly painting, was an important part of my childhood, which continues to be nurtured by museum-going in my own city and around the world. Collecting has also been a joyous endeavor, centered on prints with a focus on Ukiyo-e. Two most memorable moments were encountering Goya’s paintings and prints in the Prado Museum in Madrid. These works riveted me, and I spent a whole day with them alone. Some years apart on a visit to the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Vienna, I found myself in a small gallery, just five paintings by Rembrandt—four self-portraits and one of his mother. I was overcome and could not contain tears—they spoke so deeply of the human condition.
Coming back to adolescent years and literature, Dickens, Thackeray, Melville, O’Henry, Herman Hesse, again Twain, were sources of adventure and insights to the human condition and heart. College years introduced me to Homer, the Greek playwrights, and the Roman poets, particularly Virgil, Horace and Catullus. A lifetime of reading followed—English and American novelists and essayists, German, Italian, French, Japanese and Russian authors, particularly Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy. Pages and pages of humanities moments!!
Did he appear because I fell asleep thinking of him? If only I’d known I was dreaming, I’d never have wakened. |
I thought to pick the flower of forgetting for myself, but I found it already growing in his heart. |
Philosophy I came to in college through the suggestion of my father. What better introduction than Plato’s Apology and Phaedo? Socrates’ acceptance of the Athenian Assembly’s death sentence and later his refusal to delay drinking the hemlock spoke to me of transcendent self-possession and wisdom.
These stoic strains were fully developed over the ensuing five hundred years and come full-blown with the appearance of the stoic philosophers—Epictetus and Marcus Aurelius. How can one forget the admonishment in the Enchiridion of Epictetus to behave in private as one would want to be seen in public, and later the Roman Emperor Aurelius in his Meditations advising, “No longer talk at all about the kind of man that a good man ought to be, but be such.” These words speak deeply to such as myself who has been so greatly privileged. I went on to major in philosophy and have continued my interest over a lifetime, initially with special focus on Spinoza and Schopenhauer, and in later life centered on political and moral questions.
As can be surmised, music—orchestral, chamber, vocal and opera—has been my greatest passion. As I entered my adolescent years, my musical horizons were expanding, particularly with my introduction to Baroque music—J.S. Bach, Handel, Vivaldi, Corelli and Telemann. Handel’s Messiah was an early favorite, and the joy I felt on hearing the aria and chorus “O thou that tellest good tidings to Zion” is indescribable. This lead to Bach cantatas, his Passions, the Mass in B minor and the Christmas Oratorio with its joyful and triumphant opening chorus. No Christmas is complete without that ringing in my ears, and who cannot be moved by the opening aria, “Ich habe Genug” from the Cantata of the same name.
Then came opera, with a proliferation of humanities moments:
Finally, in my more adult years, I am blessed to hear and play (violin) chamber music—string quartets, piano trios, various combinations of strings, winds and keyboard. The list of profound and touching moments is endless. I have only to mention Mozart’s Viola Quintets K.415 & 416, Beethoven’s late string quartets Op. 127-135; and Schubert’s quintessential Cello Quintet in C major as examples.
How fortunate am I to have lived, from earliest memory to present old age, a life filled with such a richness of Humanities Moments!
",,,,,"Peter A. Benoliel, Chairman Emeritus, Quaker Chemical Corporation",,,,,,benoliel-lifetime-humanities-moments,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court,Antony and Cleopatra,Aurelius, Marcus,Bach, Johann Sebastian,Beethoven, Ludwig van,Books & Reading,Business Leaders,Caesar and Cleopatra,Cather, Willa,Classical Music,Cooper, James Fenimore,Corelli, Arcangelo,Cyrano de Bergerac,Dickens, Charles,Dostoyevsky, Fyodor,Drama,Dumas, Alexandre,Dürrenmatt, Freidrich,Eliot, George,Epictetus,Film,Goya, Francisco,Handel, George Frideric,Hesse, Herman,Homer, Virgil,Horace, Catullus,How Green Was My Valley,In Search of Lost Time,Literature,Melville, Herman,Middlemarch, A Study of Provincial Life,Modern Painting,Mozart, Wolfgang Amadeus,Mrs. Dalloway,Murasaki, Shikibu,My Ántonia,O Pioneers!,Performing Arts,Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc, by the Sieur Louis de Conte,Philosophy,Piano Concerto no. 5,Plato,Poetry,Proust, Marcel,Schubert, Franz Peter,Shakespeare, William,Shaw, George Bernard,Socrates,Symphony no. 8 in B Minor,Telemann, Georg Philipp,Thackeray, William Makepeace,The Adventures of Tom Sawyer,The Deerslayer, or the First War-path,The Last of the Mohicans: A Narrative of 1757,The Mysterious Island,The Patriots,The Tale of Genji,The Three Musketeers,The Visit,To the Lighthouse,Tolstoy, Leo,Twain, Mark,Verne, Jules,Vivaldi, Antonio Lucio,Woolf, Virginia",http://humanitiesmoments.org/files/original/10/165/virginia-woolf.jpg,Text,"National Humanities Center Board Members",1,0 "Dvořák’s cello concerto",,"It was our first real date. His blind date had backed out and I volunteered to hear Rostropovich’s debut in Washington to play the Dvořák. It was not only a memorable concert but a few years later I married my date. We had a wonderful marriage lasting almost 40 years until he passed away. This experience listening to the concerto was the real start of my love for classical music.